Your breath was weighted while
I waited.
Age rattled your lungs and shook my senses.
Your abdomen swelled and subsided while
you battled the rhythm of the changing tides.
Hushed tones were privately whispered as I
acknowledged a lifetime.
Our time together
now brief.
Befitting were my tears and heightened fears.
Reluctantly you slipped into the abyss.
Caught somewhere in the…

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Elizabeth Ricketson

Elizabeth Ricketson

A graduate of Providence College with a BA in English, Elizabeth Ricketson has always had a love of literature and the fine arts.