I Wish I Could Tell My Dead Husband

Image of someone looking through a loupe at the cover of Infinite Jest.I stole your Percocet stash and then helped you look for it. I found your suicide note tucked inside a dog-eared copy of Infinite Jest. I loved you most while I watched you watching me give birth. I long for our younger days as much as I miss our infant daughter, how we clung to her in that hospital bed, helpless as her pink lips faded to blue. The tree we planted in her honor is thriving. You still have a Facebook page and every October, as the leaves fall and colder days bloom, someone wishes you a happy birthday.

 

Jamy Bond’s work has appeared in a variety of publications, including Pithead Chapel, JMWW, Bending Genres, Wigleaf, and Barren Magazine, among others.

Photo Credit: Travis Nicholson

One Response to “I Wish I Could Tell My Dead Husband”

  1. This is so absolutely stunning and beautifully written.

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