Gone, Poetry by Heather Bryant

 Genre: Loss, Death

She was gone with it, we say, as With a pregnancy–she is gone,
A nurse might say, as when my

Mother died–she was gone, as in
Someone went on a trip, she left,
As in she departed from a marriage,

She’s gone, I texted my children,
As I lay beside my mother’s still
Warm body, cradling the love left.

Heather Corbally Bryant, PhD
Visiting Lecturer
Wellesley College
Writing Program


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