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from The Kiss by Shirley Holder Platt

Copyright © 2020–2023 Shirley Holder Platt

Morning Glory

I remember the dial tone

How I held that phone

Her voice

He fell

Rebar

Impaled

Driving home, how it sunk in.

I may not get to say goodbye.

The "no" that pushed out of my mouth

That wouldn't be suppressed.

Chanting your name

Over and over and over.

Another phone

At home

Her voice again

He's gone

How my knees refused to hold me up

How the floor rushed up to catch me and my tears

How the air left my b...


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