Through a veil of tears

and to the drone

of the solicitor’s voice

they watch him leave.


Silhouetted beside the custodian

linked at the wrist

with cold silver

bodies stiffly apart

at the shoulders


he walks the long corridor

to begin the six months

that feels

like a life sentence.


c. Kathryn Coughran


First published: 1994

In: Family Matters

(Kathryn Andersen)

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