when my sister
whispered mother
had died
there
was
nothing
even the carnation
wept, its petals
littering the ground
like blue confetti
after a noon parade
Tim J Brennan's poetry has appeared in The Rose & Thorn, Whistling Shade, River Walk Journal and many other nice places. His first chapbook Fifty White Stones is available through Pudding House Press. His short plays have been performed in six states, most recently in NYC.
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