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Death Came For Her On a Sunday

Death came for her on a Sunday. 
I have to fry the chicken for church, she argued.
Death hung out in a closet with mildew and stains.
She tried on clothes the victim would not need any more.
Came out wearing a black leather coat that fit perfectly.
You can have that, the victim said, hoping for more time.
Monday I have Bible study, she said. Can you give me Monday?
What time is it over? Death asked.
I should be home by noon, she said.
Can I keep the leather jacket?
Of course!
They slept together that night – she and Death.
It was a fitful sleep as death held her arm down hard.
She decided to outsmart Death. 
Can I go to Bible Study alone? She asked.
Death laughed.
She was helpless
No escape.
She had forgotten this….

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M. L. Kiser Date: 12/10/2019 3:29:00 PM You might as well make friends with death as it always gets its way. Eerie but, well penned. Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/10/2019 11:41:00 PM Death is a savage beast, deciding who, and when, without consulting any of us.

Alexis Y. Date: 12/10/2019 1:29:00 AM Hi Caren, This is deep well written piece. I enjoyed it very much - Alexis Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/10/2019 3:45:00 AM Thank you Alexis. I was just kind of playing around but I liked it.

Ann Foster Date: 12/9/2019 3:41:00 PM This was great... read it twice... left me... hang yet not... and yet... wonderful... go girl... Ann Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/9/2019 11:40:00 PM Thank you Ann. As soon as the title floated into my dendrite pool, I was hooked.

Kurt Ravidas Date: 12/9/2019 1:30:00 PM Heh, I like this text! Beginning as a parable, it ends like an existential dead end. Death in black leather coat gives a Russian reader great pleasure as a composite allusion to Cheka officers from the 30s and gangsters from the 90s. In general, it's a bit like a mix of dream, light drugs and black humor like many of your poems. That's why I'm here) Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/9/2019 11:41:00 PM Thank you Kurt. I threw that in for my own vast amusement. Chuckle. Chuckle.

Paul Callus Date: 12/9/2019 9:34:00 AM I am impressed by your creativity, Caren. When it's time to go it makes no sense to overstay! ~ Regards // paul Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/9/2019 9:36:00 AM Thank you Paul. I was imagining death as rather delightful and semi-human.