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Aug 2019
(she pulls the curtains back)

the rain
hitting the window pane
the widow
her head slopes
clearing her throat
seeing the tree
recalls her screams
remembering him hanging from the rope
how he had lost all hope
still no blame
in speaking his name
all the anger is hers to bare
as she silently recites
the lords prayer

the rain stops hitting the window pane
she whispers his name

(she pulls the curtains close)

Mark Tilford
Written by
Mark Tilford  Louisville ky
(Louisville ky)   
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