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Deanna
“She was your cousin?”
They would all echo,
their half-faux-sympathy was pathetic,
and it made me feel even
more so.
What would they have done
had they been privy to such knowledge before?
Invited me to parties?
Would I have gotten girls to go out with me?
At least I got to hear about how
great she was.
The cousin I barely knew…
who, through her passing--
through her friends,
I came to know more.
Copyright ©
Joseph Szalinski
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