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Married, a Poem

The loss of a spouse, it’s, never easy, until you finally realize, that s/he is still, with you, wherever you are, translated… From the Funeral, I’d, Returned to the Apartment I’d, Crawled onto the Floors, Cried Aloud Searched for My … Continue reading

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