Bio
Lynn is 71 years old now. Wow. She’s had an unusual and interesting life. Of all the places she’s lived, rural Kentucky is her favorite. Although she now lives in a New England city, her heart and mind has always stayed on the land, with the soils and vegetables, meadows and the breezes. These memories bring a smile to her face
Trigger Warning
His voice.
Much time has passes, idle memories
Save one picture,
Dressed smartly for the camera,
Me sitting behind him.
i was older.
Jay, a skinny runt kid.
Me, sister boxer in the ring
With the bullies who preyed upon him.
i always won.
Younger then.
Separate ways were taken, following parents.
Wearing crowns of thorns
I became a runaway; he an addict.
6 feet 3, 130 pounds, his body a map of sores.
Cocaine made a hospital his home.
Reborn, he emerged to start a second life.
Smart, he was hired.
Married a woman he would die for.
She took the money
And left for another wallet.
I touched the answering machine button,
My brother.
Strangers for 30 years, his voice,
”This is your brother, Jay.”
On a message,
Low, quiet, dim,
Tears come.
Having let go years ago,
I never let go at all.