"Believing Belief."
I was not thinking of her.
I was trying not to think of her.
I left a cold place and traveled to the warm.
It was raining, the hard rain down that fell
into a rat-a-tat-tat on the wings as I deplaned.
I love the rain, I said, but it was not true.
Rain's gloomy, and I was glad.
Elle was still alive, and I believed belief could heal her.
I had a dream in which someone died, and when I woke, I said,
someone has died.
I hardly knew death was so sudden.
Before Elle saw the doctor, she had something,
and then she had something else.
After she saw the doctor, it was diagnosed as something worse.
LOL, I said, when word reached me.
And, oh no.
Who doesn't say something that isn't anything?