Longview Cemetery

by Claire Scott

We bring pots of yellow chrysanthemums
with orange ribbons around their waists
a stuffed bear holding an I Luv You heart
a slice of gingerbread the rats will eat tonight
we settle in on the lush green hills with our thermoses of tea
leaning against shiny marble stones newly engraved
with our mother’s/father’s/aunt’s/cousin’s names
telling stories of Olivia’s home run, of Austin’s first A
of the new jacket we got on sale that perfectly
matches the taupe pants we bought last week
although we are worried…

But they don’t care
the dead don’t care
they are not interested in us
we who need to think they need us
when actually they are doing just fine
in spacious rooms with swimming pools and spas
where seraphim offer massages and pedicures
they are doing just fine with their new friends
from Uzbekistan, from Tasmania, from Burkina Faso
endless parties, blitzed on ambrosia
coupling and recoupling in the cumulus clouds
bodies young and lithe and horny once more
even if we could convince them to reconsider
they would turn away, whispering
we are no longer yours
leaving us to our own lives
hollowed by their absence

 

Claire Scott is an award winning poet who has received multiple Pushcart Prize nominations. Her work has been accepted by the Atlanta Review, Bellevue Literary Review, New Ohio Review, Enizagam and Healing Muse among others. Claire is the author of Waiting to be Called and Until I Couldn’t. She is the co-author of Unfolding in Light: A Sisters’ Journey in Photography and Poetry.

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