what we owe each other
by Risa Denenberg
Table of Contents
Ode to Brevity
Rummaging the Sacristy
Last Rites
I sat by the bed
What we owe each other
The last mourner
Afterlife
At the library
Angels and Pigeons
Alternative Medicine
Last Words
Ascension
Book of the Dead
Dear Solitude
Last Request
Dear Jon
Bridges and Redemption
Like a flash of yellow crowns
in a culvert in April’s rush,
I traverse a hulking bridge
to some destination, and nearly
crash, twisting my neck to see
the pretty flowers.
Do I believe in bridges?
I think of men ─ the ones I know
and the ones I don't. I see the violence
rent upon the world by men
and the damage their bodies bear.
Yet I cannot escape what I know —
men build bridges. You were a bridge,
but I didn't know it when you were here.
I can't cross this bridge without you,
and yet, you are there.
Where is there?
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