Breakfast Together Poem by Chen-ou Liu

Breakfast Together



A Tanka Prose

eating donuts …
suddenly, she asks me
how to fill
the empty spaces
that her husband left behind

One hundred days ago, he was alive and well, constantly telling me, "Take your eyes off the computer screen. Get up and do some exercise." I responded, "I love doing brain exercise with words and imagery."

He turned thirty last month; enviably young to me. But now, I feel criminally old.

Sunday, July 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,death of a friend,loneliness
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