No more running away.
She’s gone. You watched her slip away.
The stark reality we all had to accept.
Treatment. The harshness of trying to save.
The bickering. The recrimination we all sought
To justify our place in her life.
Her brother, her mother, her partner,
Who was bestowed with the greater reason for
The greater reason for not moving on.
Time to throw the ashes into the wind.
Who holds the greater handful?
Intones the parting words?
Then she is gone and, in that instant, we stare at one another,
Bewildered by how we find ourselves now defined.
Caught in stone as the wind changed direction.
Issue 6 & 7
The Stories & Poems
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