Shawn L. Bird

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poem- small talk May 13, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:40 pm
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Sunny cashier:

“Did you have a good Mother’s Day yesterday?”

Contemplation.

Truth.

“No.”

Pause.

Longer pause.

Sunny voice: “I left the kids with the husband and

spent a lovely time on the lake. It was just what I needed!”

“Ah. Nice.

For some of us, it’s a time of grief.”

(Honesty is the best policy).

Still cheery: “Oh. Yes!”

Oh, dear.

Some of us, once safely through a horrid day,

are tripped by reminders of our private grief

in chirpy questions at a till.

When you tear open wounds,

what did you mother teach you to do?

 

 

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3 Responses to “poem- small talk”

  1. Val Theroux Says:

    This I know. This touches a tender place. Thank you for sharing. May your words reach many who need to hear them. Val

  2. Susi Bocks Says:

    Small talk = the worst.

  3. Gottfried Says:

    Small talk is the new deep


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