Jude Lennox


it is a cool morning.

i went to a wake last night and simply bawled.

the last words i said were, ‘i love you.’

the last words i heard were, ‘i love you.’

there were other words, i’m sure, but i remember the feeling of a thin
hand holding mine tight and kind eyes.

four people who attended my wedding are now dead. 22, 60
something, 60 something, 70 something.

it was a small wedding.

people shouldn’t have to die.