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she came on a Sunday

left on a Wednesday

it wasn’t like it was a special day


she liked leaves

and maybe be leaving too

come to think of it


when it’s time to go

let ‘er go

ears against the wind

flipped inside out

the way they should be


Postscript, if there is such a thing: My beloved beagle, Poppy, has been missing since last Wednesday. She had been playing and running, a delightful sight for a seven-year-old nap-centric dog who’d had cancer (twice!) on one of her legs and an affinity for eating foods deemed “The Most Fatal Foods For Dogs.”  The wind in her ears, mouth stretched into a smile, she ran toward me before psyching me out and turning the other way. She trotted off and that was the last I’ve seen of her.


The ache is always there but it gets better
It becomes bearable
It becomes livable

She meant the pain she felt for the loss of her son
Still her words come back to me
Because I remembered her today
I remembered when we breathed in the same room
I remembered her pain and my own
I still feel her pain and my own

We will never again breathe in the same room

I remembered her today
and I realized
how much I miss her

SOB with me

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