Bio Note: I'm a retired English Professor spending my time writing, taking the occasional photograph, trying to follow the Dharma. My poetry collections A Matter of Timing, Time is Not a River, and Morning Calmare all available on Amazon.
She Never Said Goodbye
My friend wrote poetry, taping her poems to the wall and refrigerator door. She once told me, If I wanted to go to heaven I’d send God a note saying: Wish you were here. Claiming she had no religion, nor wanting to be reborn, she only asked to be released and kept one suitcase packed, joking about carrying her baggage wherever she went. One day, she was gone and on the table a napkin and coffee cup smeared with red lipstick next to a postcard: He’s dead. Mom said to come home. In the drawer, a broken heart, still bleeding.
Appeared in Poppy Road Review and in my book Time is Not a River.
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