BK/AK
13 th April 2026 It’s at the moment of the split. The sky is blue, The clouds are billowing white, The cherry blossom is in full beauty, The stark red of tulips Glimpsed through the brittle beach hedge. The magnolia magnificent in the neighbour’s peeping around the gentle haze of green fuzz unfurling in the hedgerows. The camellia spilling its barbie pink blossoms on the gravel. One phone call A strangled cry Spilled coffee Horror Disbelief Devastation Flinging the phone away No. The violent end of normalcy The shattering of natural The agony of death The terror of suicide. The questions began Children still played until the pain filtered to us all. We need help, this is bigger than us. How to find words to say why The dreadful silence because there are no words No answers Each revelation only worse. No bright side. No “at leasts.” No glads. Only wrong, only pain, only defragmentation of...