“absence looks like a lake bed flooded with sky sounds like cotton howling tastes like tear-stained pillows smells like churning bile and burnt hair feels like screaming agony, my heart dying and dying” LoveRomancePoetryRelationshipsDarkGriefSadnessPoemAbsenceSeparation Book:Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul Source: Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul