i’m gonna six you up

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12.
tick tock, you don’t stop,
as color me bad would say.
maybe they were onto something.
leanne is asleep in the chemo chair,
the drip of the IV inaudible and obvious,
her eyes twitch beneath her lids, then stop,
then twitch again.
it is, they have told us, the last [...]

plans

i’ve never been much of a planner.
ask anyone around and they’ll tell you.
i call to make dinner plans for friday night,
on friday night.
but not leanne.
leanne knew she wanted to be a physical therapist
when she was in high school.  she worked in a pediatric
hospital before she ever got into college and worked with kids
who would never [...]