Twenty Years

her high school reunion,     all that past stuff
catching up to her  slams her to her knees—
she’s drunk on cheap wine,     and her second husband
with her wraps her in his arms,          but there’s no
comfort in the world for a little girl lost
in memory and desperation.          she
likes to put on her brave face against the world
and can usually manage through hell and high
water . . . but the losses in life, not just friends
but the possibilities as much as
realities drive grief like spikes through her
heart,  her life,  and she’s swept up in maelstroms
of emotion.          her life is good these days,
but there’s always that threat of it going wrong . . .

David M Pitchford
16 Nov 2011


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