:) Class Year Brother Poem by Bill Grace

At the college reunion
we talked about him
the one
in absentia
the one so difficult
if not impossible
to keep track of,

TWENTY YEARS LATER
or was it
THIRTY PLUS YEARS LATER

I am with my Polish girl friends
at the small table
talking things Polish
in English
she runs his full name
on 'Google'
tells me
he is dead
they tell me
I turned ‘white'
my class year brother
the one in absentia
the difficult one
has the last
communication.