September 15, 2014 Volume no.9

Good writing, with a strong point and with life oozing out.

In medias res since 1969.

Published from just outside of Washington, DC.

memory

September 12, 2014

eight years gone, my son
you seem so young
and I feel
so old

the pain is no longer acute
(it once felt terminal)
still, I welcome the pain
because it reminds me
that I am alive
reminds me
that I have loved
been loved
still choose love

I sometimes wish
there was someplace
to go
pilgrimage to make
place to seek
grave to mark
but then I remember
that my remembrance
is that place
portable as I am
held in my heart

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