Denise,
I met you for the first time only last week
But I liked you and you liked me and my photographs
We talked about Valentine's Day and movies and children and airplanes and chocolate
You interpreted for me without asking
And we made plans
We decided to go to a pub and to take a boat to watch the whales and take pictures of them
We were going to roam the sea bird sanctuary and enjoy the hot springs baths near San Tomas
We were going to
And last night I emailed you and then I dreamt of my dead cousin and someone dead under a car
And today friends tell me you died when your car hit a wall
Now it feels like there's a hole inside of me, an empty space