A poem to honour the dead Photo by Ilie Barna  on Unsplash In the caverns of memory not far from the smiles and exuberance of dancing youth, an image of you smiles in grayscale hues, fresh faced and hair curled—captive to a history  which fears above all else to make itself known. When you were gone, your memory became our pain. We didn’t know  what you were, so we bleached your clothes and stitched in labels which caricatured your humanity as disease—an attempt to conceal th