Saturday, August 23, 2008

stare

a highschool classmate

was murdered
by her husband

stabbed
repeatedly

with a kitchen knife
in the chest & neck

here's the thing
(the rub, if you will)

i do not remember her
at all

a somewhat vague flicker
of recognition

maybe

but even that is
a stretch

i looked at
my senior yearbook

i looked at her picture
nothing

a slight flicker,
but nothing

more

in a way
that is sadder

to me than her
death

DWC

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