First Loss
I was starving
in the most middle class, American,
pre-teen way you could imagine.
We were headed to a restaurant
Applebees I think
I was sitting behind the driver
My mother
A phone rang and someone answered it
I could hear panic on the other line
I could picture her saying the words
into her crimson samsung juke...
"Levi was in a car accident"
We took the next exit to head towards the hospital
Confusion
To this day I don't know if I was being sheltered
from the truth
Or if everyone was as lost as I was
Lost
That's how I felt as I wondered
How sun kissed cheeks could look so pale
The cramped waiting room they shoved us in
Wasn't big enough for the words the Doctor spoke
"He's gone"
I sunk in my chair
I was somehow worried my actions would be deemed
Inappropriate
Uncouth
As if there was an improper way to mourn
How was I to know?
I had never lost anyone before.
Copyright © Zach Addams | Year Posted 2019
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