(But I Didn’t Die) / a new poem by Tom Evans

Contemporary Poetry, Modern Poetry, Original poetry, Poetry, Traditional Poetry 0 Minutes

A.A.’s kidnapping and drowning

When I was a child, horrified me,

And still does.

It was an image of my

Own childhood —

To be taken away

In the midst of play —

What to say to the little

Brother (almost a twin)

Left behind?

He, too, came home

To an empty room.

 

You say — “We have packed your things

And are moving away.”

Away, today, from Jewett Parkway.

 

 

 

 

 

Published by thome2040

I'm a librarian living near NYC, have several poems and stories published recently in various ezines. I've finally broken through in print as my novel "Where Do the Children Play" has been accepted for publication by Black Rose Writing and is due out October 25 of this year.

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