Thursday, November 8, 2012



-for Tracey,my sister

You used to call to talk about
what we went through as kids
way back in the 70’s and 80’s.
In our 40’s, closing in on 50 and
we’re still talking about what
some say, we should just forget.
While others say never forget,
but try to forgive, free your mind.

You text me now instead of calling
to tell me how you were standing
in line at the grocery store when
you remembered how she was
always standing in the background,  
and never once telling him to stop.

Finally she texts-
I was scared, scared for you. I was
always scared he would kill you.
I text her back-
I always knew I would get away.

1 comment:

Johnny Nobody said...

Marvelous piece of poetry