Monday, June 17, 2013

Sixteen (for Lorraine's boy)

Death must be handled carefully

No two deaths are entirely the same,
Unlike births

Some differ greatly

Some are young



My first death was my father
He was not young

His dead hands sent me into
fits of shrieking public grief

Parents are tough

Children are tougher

A boy is dead

Sixteen

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