EVER - by Meghan O'Rourke

EVER  by  Meghan O'Rourke Even now I can’t grasp “nothing” or “never.” They’re unholdable, unglobable, no map to nothing. Never? Never ever again to see you ? An error, I aver. You’re never nothing, because nothing’s not a thing. I know death is absolute, forever, the guillotine - gutting - never to which we never say goodbye. But even as I think “forever” it goes “ever” and “ever” and “ever.” Ever after. I’m a thing that keeps on thinking. So I never see you is not a thing or think my mouth can ever. Aver: You’re not “nothing.” But neither are you something. Will I ever really get never ? You’re gone. Nothing, never—ever.