Odd Thought

His leg          l            e              a                n                  s                  against the chair next to him. He leaves it there,       using arms to propel him       to the counter       asking for ice. And I notice       his     shoes          do not match.

So many…

So many last kisses, too many goodbyes… Each one the last, “never again” I say as the door closes. As I moved out of our apartment Before I left for work one morning Dropping you off, after the abortion When I let you get your stuff out of storage In our home, begging for one …

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Oh, you foul little organ. How I loath you and yet love you all the same. My Jesus, my Judas; my savior and my betrayer. You have brought tears and screams with your vitiligo covered length, bathed in blood and innocent flesh. You have brought life into this world and have caused me to wish …