In recent months, two of my friend's life partners were swiftly taken by cancer. I found, well, I still find that difficult to process. "A parallel universe," one of them said. I cannot imagine, I really cannot. I was studying a poem by Mirza Ghalib, a 19th century Urdu & Persian poet; one of his lines stood out...I used it for the opening and closing lines of a poem that came to me about such a loss. I've embedded the poem into one of my images.