Returning…. After Death

Monday 13th April - 5 weeks later I return, everything is as I left it from the phonecall. A beautiful piece of art from another student has been left on my desk - it looks like layers of the sea. I wasn’t sure how I would feel but I felt a surge of joy. There was great comfort in turning on the slow cooker to melt the beeswax again. I found I wanted to cover everything in it. I also wanted to explore the idea of ‘under currents’ in some way - perhaps without words. I also wanted to embalm the poem I was intending to read at my moms’s funeral later that week.