#POETRY co-written by Tiffany Tang

I’d post a link to her blog but I can’t find it!
We wrote this on text messages back and forth.
We may add more later.


Death sits on the couch,
doesn’t like the drapes,
hates the furniture,
and wonders when his time will come.

Death sits on the couch,
contemplating suicide and thinking,
“Well, that’s just redundant.”

Death sits on the couch,
realizes that so many wait for him,
but never get beyond that thought,
and then it’s their turn.

Death sits on the couch
He watches me as I move in and out of her room
We eye each other
As I pass into the hallway
Is he here to comfort me?
He can’t
He’s too bony
Not a good hugger, Death.

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Jennie Olson Six

I'm an actor/writer who loves cats enough to become a crazy cat lady but my husband won't support my habit.

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