I Can’t Be Sure


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He’s been dead for almost eight years.

He is buried in a cemetery a mile away from where I live.

She’s been dead for for almost 20 years.

She is buried miles and miles away from where I live.

But sometimes when we are arguing

I hear him in your voice

and I see her in your eyes and

I have to fight the urge to take a shovel and make sure

he is still buried a mile away from where I live

and she is still buried miles and miles from where I live

because at those moments when your face is twisted and red

and your mouth is turned down in a sneer

and you want remind me how small and stupid I am.

I can’t be sure.

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