two death

i've only grieved second hand.

i've held the hand of an unknown spouse as her beloved was unplugged. i've told the boy that dad was dead, and he could see him soon. i've called the friend of a friend, for a friend, when she didn't know. 

i remember watching my brother, mother, father and friend.

this week i put on my suit twice, but the tears were not my own. they are my only gift to you. i am so sorry. i can't imagine. 

i hope-

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  1. Pure poetry! Keep writing what you are writing. It is succinct and moving. Thank you.

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