Tanka

inconsolable
the night my sister died
now,
as winter approaches,
I find myself simply numb

in my inbox
this autumn morning
three emails from a man
old enough
to be my father

                                                                                                © Aurora Antonovic

Loch Raven Review Fall 2005 — Vol. I, No. 1
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