A Hundred Gourds 2:2 March 2013
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broken ribs
and a blood-splattered face
the medics
can't fix her sense
of a bruised and broken self

spaceSonam Chhoki - Bhutan
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  I cannot take in
what the doctor tells me
in hushed tones...
something about your organs
and time running out

spaceTracy Davidson - UK
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    death sentence –
the doc's eyes on the wall;
from a newborn star
still on its way

spaceSteven Carter - USA
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a stranger's funeral
to be so moved
by someone i never knew

spaceSimon Hanson - Australia
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  reading epitaphs
on the graves
of strangers
a fascination to me
before I wrote yours

spaceKeitha Keyes - Australia
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