Six Months after
My Father’s Death

by Connie Wanek

It was Mother on the phone, and she sounded
well, finally out of his misery.

Her breathing was good, her lungs
clear, after the near suffocation

of his last year. He hadn’t meant to hurt her.
Drowning people will do anything for air.

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