I had a dream about a friend who died a few years ago. It was an odd "visit" Things between us still somewhat unresolved.
This poem. Very short. Which, if you have read my book "Small Bites" you know that's how I write them
I called to say goodbye
she said
words she had practiced
until they were completely right
said to
unanswered rings
that played in her ear
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