When He Leaves

Posted: June 10, 2012 in Uncategorized
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mother chewed slowly
the mouthful taken from
the fork
seemed to last,
as if she could not let go
of taste and texture,
surely now it must
be done
place a hand on the
back of hers
no pause eyes ahead
then she swallows
“it is done” she says

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Comments
  1. brian miller says:

    ugh…nice subtle tension in the background of this….the heaviness of he last words…nice…

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