if I hadn’t got sick
by Wanda Morrow Clevenger

if I hadn’t got sick
if you hadn’t gone mad
if my eyes could dry
if your feet weren’t needles
if the meds weren’t wrong
if the medics weren’t wrong
if nothing ever had happened
if we were the past tense of us
when a kiss on the neck
scattered every demon

AUTHOR’S PHOTO CAPTION: “Leaning on each other.” Photo of my husband and me taken on March 3, 2016 (our 37th wedding anniversary) in Maui for our son’s marriage on March 4, 2016.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: The creative process behind this brief poem was wishing for a do-over of a domino effect horror story. It is the ruination remaining from trusting in doctors pretending to be gods while their tortures fall woefully short. It is two minds and hearts shattered. It is remembering when we were us.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Wanda Morrow Clevenger is a Carlinville, Illinois, native. Over 364 pieces of her work appear in 130 print and electronic journals and anthologies.  Her debut book This Same Small Town in Each of Us (Edgar & Lenore’s Publishing House) was released in October 2011. Visit her magazine-type blog, updated at her erratic discretion, here .