One Foot (26/36)
Vonnets in an Airport Lounge
“So tell me now. You two, next, what happened?”
At first it was awful. We were broken.
No overstatement. Our souls were flattened.
For us no need for anything spoken.
It was not like we were in denial.
We struggled to get through only one day,
A second, then a week. What a trial …
We could not assuage our total dismay.
Slowly we numbed through months of distractions.
We could not succumb to Fate’s ridicule.
We trundled through life’s maintenance actions.
And she had the guts to restart grad school.
What to do? We together as lovers
had to put one foot front of the other.
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