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February 22, 2020 - February 6, 2024
turning rigid
you were sent instead,
trying to remember happiness, a good day, an evening, a kind word. It seems
She waves a cowardly little wave, and you wonder if she will ever forgive you for leaving her there with her husband.
He slows the car and looks over. ‘I did,’ he says. ‘But I wasn’t much use, was I, Sis?’
you don’t know
stay till evening.’
It is warm in his hand, warm from her.
drunk two farms.
It
are three teenagers, the milking and the mortgage.
imagine her there buttering swede, patching his trousers, hanging
his house was empty.
fried potatoes and a pair of eggs dried out in the oven.
Martha
plucking unlikely stories like green plums
gun
trees
whose father has never given her so much as a tender word,
opens the seam and looks at her money.
paw the windows.
flask and sandwiches, Deegan regrets what happened with the dog but most of the time it doesn’t cross his mind. The consequences, not their origin, strain him most for his wife no longer speaks to him, no longer sleeps at his side.
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