shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Krista Genevieve Farris



I am afraid to comment on the death of another classmate,
afraid to touch it from a distance with a key pad,
afraid my print will be connected or my index finger grasped
pulled into the realm where these things happen,
where we die past our prime grasping, still, our potential.
There is some connection- a class, the name, a yearbook face-who knows–
I am afraid to utter anything about hospice, death, illness that might be contagious,
afraid to admit guilt for not knowing each of the dead
the dying, my tribe and I, this frayed life past 45 is remarkable.