Please Don't Stop By the House Unannounced

            for L. H.

Today
you can’t bear
any tires on the gravel
any footfall on the porch
any shoes inside the door
any coat on the hook
any food in the fridge
any body in the chair
any face
any touch
any voice
any story
any love
that isn’t his


Play notes: This wasn't play at all. I wrote it for a poet friend upon learning that her husband had been killed in an accident. Peace to you in your grief, L.H.


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