Poetry of Issue #8        Page 82

Buddy, Dying*

In his last weeks,
he said nothing
about it
but when he looked
in your eyes
you knew
that he knew.

There were
no tears,
no apologies,
no promises,
no lies,
no drama.

There was just
the truth—
that he was dying—
and it was
ugly.

  Catherine Gigante-Brown

* Buddy died on October 10, 2002