As originally published on Dark Winter Literary Magazine, editor Suzanne Craig-Whytock, Ontario, Canada, August 2022.
Not Yet
An old friend
shines down on my shoulders
soothing
pecking light on my cheek
warm kisses
riddling through
fresh freckles
he whispers,
(you miss me))))))))))))
No I don’t, I
do
not
I brush a cold bony hand
shaking, wake
full across my own face.
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