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She Could Not Stay

Mike Fraley


It was in her DNA;

bleak, Blood stained memories

steadily creeped

through her

despondent consciousness

as she cowered

and waited                                                       

in the corner.

This particularly

virulent strain

forced her to

desperately seek the keys

to rationalization

that would begin

the final phase.

I often have wondered

which song played

while the engine idled and

the incessant colorless memories

begin to fade

to Purple and Black.

All I could say

to the young boys

who were left behind was:

“You’re mother loved you dearly

but She could not stay.”