he came home to an
empty space.
his condo, a quiet, chaotic hole
that gripped him tightly.
the memories of Claudia
pained him throughout each day.
he could see her swollen eyes,
clogged with tears, then
her mouth drawing in from pain.
the chemo had dulled her
insides—crushed her soul.
her voice, now an echoing
ghostly ghast
followed him
everywhere he went.
festering…
festering…
Sad and poignant.
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Thank you very much for publishing this!
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The Drabble published a recent piece of mine. I am honored to share it here. Thank you for reading. Peace.
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Deeply sad …..its all about to be in touch with or without having what you deserve.
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Beautiful tre. Your poem is a beautiful creation borne of some great pain. You’re remarkable.
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Thank you, Deb! I truly appreciate that! ❤
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