after her


she waited,
you know,
until
the men had left
and slipped away
with just the women,
taking
deaths outstretched hand.
and now,
that she is ashes,
and her stories told,
and her boys
have gone back home,
once again
he sits there
on my velvet settee
with our coffee
i watch
him
surrender to
the loss of her.

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