Dear Ann

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That spool of thread
The pink one
The one that you dropped
I found it under the cushion
Stuck between two seats,
It made me cry

The cup you used last night
With the green teddy design
I saw it in the sink
With the outline of your lips
Only that one,
It made me cry

That drug that scraped your hair
The one that made you bald daytime
I couldn’t bring myself to touch it
I had to snap a picture of you
One last one where you lay, tranquil,
It made me cry

I shed the tears I stored
Not meant for you, but you
You-kind, nice, sweet
Eulogies now useless
It made me cry,
Dear Ann, I still cry

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