2 sisters

When i got there

she was on her back & her sister

 

who’s like eighty herself

wasn’t much help. We pulled her

 

up but she died & after that

i thought about it, her stiff

 

board, the flaked bits of her

skirt & cardigan, the stink of

 

dog, how heavy she was.

I’d never seen her room before

 

or thought of it

on the other side of my wall.

 

 

4 Responsesso far.

  1. Dean English Dean English says:

    good stuff but I reckon it would be better if you dropped the last line

    • Mark Prisco Mark Prisco says:

      you’re right. I had reservations about that line – ‘Where i lived’ – heavy-handed, being a sentence on it’s own, especially; it wants to add that last dramatic touch. thanks Dean

  2. john keast john keast says:

    Powerful; the harshness of death in life.

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