Amends for Kay

May 14, 2023

Two Girls Walking in the Forest

By Cris Burks

My friend died.
I kept saying I would call her.
I didn’t.
She died.
All the untouched days
Those memories of her
Skirted around the peripheral
Peeking
I didn’t
Hold the barrel to catch
her laughter
I didn’t
pause to watch the sun
shimmer on her silver hair
I didn’t
clasp the stories of our youth to my breast
I didn’t
help her brush through her spousal’s grief
I didn’t
Try to make amends.

 

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