Monday, January 4, 2016

53


December 28, 2015

Now I am 53 (first birthday without my dad)



A picture of you hangs

in my head, doing what

it’s suppose to do. Reminding

me.

A room for a red sweater-

keeping track of

patterned tape,

newspaper clippings

go somewhere

else.

I get interrupted though-

everytime

I get to the best

part. The bone

of the matter. 

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