A Haunting

****A haibun dedicated to my father **********

I am passing by the gate.

The gate is half open and I see some people standing
outside the ash-washed building.

It’s clear they have been inside.

Maybe some stayed back and held on to a living memory.
Their pain is like a slap across my face.

Are there many stretchers inside today ?

I remember him.

beside the road
two stray dogs growling
for leftovers

©Malintha Perera 2015

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