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Ghost of Christmas Past

First ghost was his wife, to whom he was sworn, fading, thin, bandaged, in the far northern city. tubed in another world or no world. Nurses and social worker urged him to chose life. But the deep promises linger, in pictures with cheery captions from his children. He tosses in bed and lets the quilt slide off his legs.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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