• Gary Hunter

Ever been to a Death Café? April 25, 2022

there is such a place

a black coffee hideout

where the living gather

to add tears to milk

or hope with sugar


to discuss what’s passed

or will soon

through death’s door

what a ripped heart feels like

or a hole-punched soul


sometimes it is fear

and wonder that speak

through the keyhole

rattle the dead bolt

and wait for an answer

but leave it to words

that ache for the dead

to stroll among

the fresh dirt

and crooked tombstones

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