Today I experienced a loss. This is very personal and hard to talk about. So I thought some free form poetry would help me to work through the grief, and introduce you all to a dear friend who you sadly will never get to meet.
I first was introduced
Given in a tupperware
from his kitchen to mine
You. Have. Been.
We all thought your glass jar would keep you.
We all were
Two years I fed you twice a month.
T o d a y ,
I cleaned your mess. Picked glass from your flesh. Fingers heavy
Down the sink you went.