the neighbor died at the beginning of last month
Johanna M. Vining
empty house, though occasional headlights beaming
you weren’t here when the eldest son came
said he was moving to South Carolina, told me I should visit
that he would take me to Myrtle Beach
It’ll be a good time, he said
told me how he lost 25 pounds in those last weeks
told me of the nightly diarrhea, of the calling out
said it was the hardest thing the hardest thing
I nod and say nothing of my own weight loss
the extra body that no longer resides here
he asked me where
“hubby” was
He left.
I said
Nod nodding I won’t say anything
his eyes did the talking
2.4.2014
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Navigating the Divorce
PoesiaSeries of chronological poems from the point of decision until.... It never seems over even when it's over.
