Today's poem is by Anthony Warnke
April Aubade
Light blues, dog energy.
Spring came on like strep.
I ordered you a Lyft, disabled
my alarm, and took in
your departing breath. You said:
"Sprite and soup. Gargle
with salt. Your health is
my health. Please. Rest."
You waited on the deck
for Jamie in a Camry. Loose
blossoms reminded you
of death.
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