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NaPoWriMo: 24 (an elegy)

Tense It was a January, and it was the typical Ohio month that bit with bared teeth, winter that became colder with a sudden ringing a phone call bearing news of him becoming sudden a blinking, a beckoning homeward, an expectation of things to be dealt with: arrangements arranged, papers signed, hands shook, hugs given … Continue reading

NaPoWriMo 2017: #3 (an elegy)

Elegy for Gregor Samsa In the vacant, cold empty castaway clutter of others, in this room that is no longer your own, you lie as your truest self: a hollowed vermin shell reverberating echoes of the man you used to be— The reluctant Messiah who so loved your family and the world your work created … Continue reading