seven months to the day a day forever etched in his brain and eyes one moment etched  held in suspension that he could pluck out of thin air open it again and againunfold it like a supple origamifolded in flesh able to revisit it asif it was happening 

              how many days twohundedthirteen 

how many tears

how many damning words falling on deaf ears

how many prayers people said they were saying

how many drinks

                 how many people he would rather have died  some who deserved itshould die  other than her

he could hear her 

                 he could hear his wifehis sister his motherhis motherinlaw tell him that he didnt mean thatdidnt mean it truly and honestly  mean that someone else die

NO  SHADDUP 

                 I mean it                                                                                                     

they his loves  were dead

 

 

he truly and honestly meant he would have happily died in her stead

2014,  Saturday,  26  8. 20

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