Thursday, March 13, 2014

There are No Phones in Urns

It must have given you pleasure
to say Goodbye, after I told
you that I love you. It happened

so often.

Maybe, I thought, you never
heard me say it. But the stumble
of your tongue and your use of the word
"well" before "goodbye" makes me

sure you did.

Ringing - I still
am anxious over. Yet I still

Sunday, March 9, 2014

snippets from the stages of grieving

Anger: The Third Stage of Grief

Anger: The Third Stage of Grief

I sit alone. Finally

                                        a break in

my crazy, busy life.
The gift you gave me

by dying.                           Abruptly,

ending my attempts to
visit you before
                                          you die.