Death Is
No words will make it better
I stare at the empty store-bought sympathy card
What to write to my cousin who has just lost her mother?
Years later she told me it was the best card she received.
“Do you remember what you wrote it in?”
I did not
“Death is ty.”
It was perfect, she said.
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