Hospice Voices in the Age of Corona

by Eileen Cleary

 

Does my roommate have a fever?

(    )

I hope I’ll get to die of my cancer.
Long enough not to die alone.

(    )

Will I see my brother?

(    )

Wondering how my mother. My mother. My phone number.
I know we spoke. This morning but. She can’t. Should I?
We should. I shouldn’t. Can you call?

(    )

Did you see the president?
He found a cure.

(    )

Are you my daughter?
I knew you’d come.

(     )

It’s not the same as holding them.

(    )

You will. You can. Oh, if you could. Please.
Please, I wouldn’t ask.

(    )

I hope the baby remembers.

(     )

I bottle fed one calf until it could graze on its own.

(     )

I fed my dad by hand. Otherwise.

(    )

If,

 

 

Eileen Cleary

Eileen Cleary earned an MFA at Lesley University and is a candidate for a second MFA at Solstice. She co-founded the Lilly Salon of Needham and is a recent Pushcart nominee. Her work is published or forthcoming at Apeiron, Naugatuck River Review, The Main Street Rag and The American Journal of Poetry.

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