will it hurt?
death is all around us
god jesus she says
a confused christian prayer
another she hangs up the phone
immediately i know something is wrong
her mouth mouthing the words badly carried
they barely are conveyed miscarriage a text
from her sister, I am so so sad. And amidst
this the need for death you had, the death of
holding hands in this audience, searching
the internet for pictures of our love that is now
dead. i once wrote of how like a car crash it
would cease to exist. i open up my palms
and the crumpled leaf falls
down like ashy rain.