E. Michael Desilets

Our mother always kept
A small handkerchief
In her bra
Diet root beer
In the fridge
Her rosary
On her night stand
A melted Snickers
In the glove compartment
Percodan
In every pocket
Her syringe
On the night stand
Insulin
In the fridge
Her mother’s Mass card
In her bra
A map of Massachusetts
In the glove compartment
Kool cigarettes
In her hand
Matchbook
In the cellophane

You’ll see her again
In God’s good time
Don’t go anywhere
In your condition
Say it with the priest
On the radio
Drink it all down
With your pills
Use as directed
By physician
Close cover
Before striking
Try the veins
In your legs
Eat to cover your insulin
Wipe away the tears
Set yourself
On fire