I don't see her(mod edit)

[brynmawr1]

I don’t see her
but she is here everywhere;
            in the morning
                        cupboard doors agape;

The spaces in the lines are done well. A glacier knocking. 





            in the sink a sodden, half-eaten creation of a nocturnal alchemist
with an appetite;


Nothing wrong here. The an works, keeping it homely.



            in the history tests and text 
books oozing from her bloated pack
            that rots in the entry;


Here the in does the same with outside the housely. 



discarded clothes
flaked like itchy reptilian skin                                                                               
            leading away;


leading away does have the fitness here.



in forgotten elementary lessons etched deep
into the ebony of the dining room table.
The blue Subaru’s gas gauge at empty,
                        its rims excoriated against curbs,
lessons learned;
in the detritus of a deciduous forest
                        shed from limbs on her bedroom floor;


The links of the sentence carry well through each ; and in so far.


in the quiet of the climbing moon searched by anxious ears
for the late crunch of tires or creak
            of a darkened stair;
in her mother’s eyes
            and the breeze
as she blows through.
 

And thus far.

Should I see her
before she goes,
I would not say goodbye; risk
the feel of her smooth cheek against stubble,
hear her soft words in my ear,
arms tightening around.
Should I hold her
I would have to let her go.



There's nothing that can be fixed here. All revisions are mere potshots at roses. 

Thanks rowen. Just to clarify, needs to be fixed or can be fixed?
Bryn