Friday, January 22, 2016

Conversations

when my mother died
he said,
we were lucky to have her
as long as we did
surely, I thought

9 years later
we spread her ashes in the sea
and he mused,
it's over for me, I just want closure
what is closure, I wondered

on a winter afternoon
he confided,
she was so much more successful than me, I think she was disappointed
yes, I answered silently

3 days before the sheriff came to seal the doors of the house
he asked me to sit and said,
I've lost the house
if you had told us, I sputtered

over dinner
he told me
he started drinking wine in the sacristy at 11 years old

why, the word formed mute in my mouth

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