an ordinary tragedy
three old ladies
sit together & watch
as their husbands
fall apart.
in a lunch room
three old men sit in
wheelchairs slowly
drifting toward
oblivion, each with
a different path,
each at a different
stage.
the old ladies watch
their men fade with
tired resignation.
they have their own paths
as well.
they chatter a bit,
a sort of normalcy
settles, until a patient
throws a tray to
the floor as another
yells fuck repeatedly
until yet another patient
yells at him to just
shut the fuck up.
the old ladies take
note. there’s no
reason to be startled.
it’s an ordinary tragedy.
Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s,
Dementia, Tourette’s.
all the demons are here.
my father’s watches
quietly, Bill falls asleep,
another man wanders off
in his wheelchair, &
the old ladies watch their men,
tending to their needs,
& trying to remain
stoic as their worlds
fall apart.
Jack Henry
Jack Henry is a writer based in Southeastern California. Previous credits have included: Red Fez, Smoking Typewriter, Piker Press, Razur Cuts, Dissident Voice, Fearless, Raven Cage, Rusty Truck, among others. Further, Jack has a few books and chaps floating around, including "With the Patience of Monuments" from NeoPoesis Press and "Crunked" from Epic Rites. In late 2020 his next book, "Driving With Crazy" will be released by Punk Hostage Press. Oh, and he edits/publishes Heroin Love Songs and 1870...jackhenry.wordpress.com
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The aged tackle a myriad of issues to navigate life and make it worth living. Covid has given us a peek into how fragile life can be. And how much we lose our older loved ones piece by piece since the calendar doesn't look back.
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