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Posted in Life, tagged , , , on September 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

when the smoke cleared
everything was gone but your death
which lingers still
in my heart
warning me always
the ultimate consequence of loving
it was worth it, Aunt Shirley.

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Grief-written 2002

Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged , , on November 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

I just found this in one of my boxes (I’m still unpacking some things) and I know that if I’d had a blog when my aunt passed away I would have posted it there. Its strange that I just found it tonight because a couple weeks ago when Carl and I were in Boise [...]

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Replacement

Posted in Letters, tagged , on March 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Dear Aunt Shirley,
I know you didn’t read the letter I sent. Uncle Jerry tattled on you when we all got there a week or so after I sent it. I’m glad you didn’t read it–it was a goodbye letter and I never really wanted to write it anyway. Tracy mentioned that you thought the flowers [...]

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King of Guilt

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , on November 22, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

He begs his cigarettes to kill him
wears his crown on his breath
and no matter how much you love him
its never enough since her death.

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Cold

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , on November 12, 2007 | 1 Comment »

It was cold when you died.
I walked into the kitchen and mom was sitting on the dryer crying.
I didn’t ask, just turned and left.
The next day we flew to Tennessee.
I’d wanted to go a week earlier, but mom and dad said I’d miss too much school.
I expected you to be there, making everything perfect.
I expected [...]

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Tennessee

Posted in Poetry, tagged on August 9, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Around every curve
a thousand thoughts
a mass of memories
everything happened here, I think
passing the city limit sign of McEwen, TN
my hometown
if indeed I can claim one
not an easy place for me to be
watching his back
as he disappears into the parking lot
never saw his face
but I know that back
and I hope he doesn’t think I came here
to [...]

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Aunt Shirley

Posted in Poetry, tagged , on June 23, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Sometimes it feels like I can talk to you
the way I talk to God.
In my mind,
sending messages
with nothing but intention
for an address.
I miss you and I wish
I’d paid closer attention
when you were teaching me to cook.
I would make your biscuits
when I need your advice
and at least feel comforted.
Some days,
I want to wear your watch,
it will [...]

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Grace (for my Aunt Shirley)

Posted in Poetry, tagged on June 23, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Grace was the secret
in her unexpectable humor
and the gold chain around her neck
so delicate and fine
that she never broke.
It lived in her roses
and twinkling eyes-
It moved from her quick fingers
into her biscuits
with a flick of her wrist
She wore it to company parties
and the Irish Picnic [...]

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