Poetry (Day 351): List

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List

 

Writing Christmas cards.
Tessa moved three years ago,
or more. She’s are down
near Melbourne now,
I think. Phillip and
Barbara broke up.
I know that for sure.
I was there
for the argument
that started it all.
And Aunt Mary died
in her sleep, as if
she’d finally had enough.
Fix the entries.
Cross them out.
Wonder how the world
continues on
as if nothing had happened
at all.

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