July 6 Search for body ends for the day
Autumn crept up on us as we were sleeping the leaves brittle red warnings we work in pairs, fingertips to the grass no one knows who we are looking for but we look anyway inch by inch for months now the bodies have been appearing, all unidentified one every two or three days we come together and search to make the waiting easier Its late and we're struggling to see, time to leave, start again tomorrow Will you stay with me tonight?