No Air

My father’s best friend
has been dying for half the
years that I’ve known him
but there’s something about
the word ‘hospice’ and the
whispered warning of
‘two to three weeks, tops’
that makes the world seem
smaller
tighter

like all the air’s gone out of it.
~9/3/13

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