DROWNED
- May 8
- 1 min read
By Annys Brady
“You have a little girl now?”, I asked.
All light tone and lighter smile.
Your eyes, like stars in an ocean,
Betrayed you.
“Yes, I do”, you said.
(To replace the boy I lost)
You didn’t say.
In that moment,
Next to packets of rice and jam jars and coffee
biscuits
Words hung empty like brittle bones and
I wondered how you had
Drowned all these years
Without dying.