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Wrought Iron

May 14, 2023 4 Comments

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The hearse stopped at the cemetery surrounded by two-story houses. I parked on the opposite side.

The mourners swayed around the coffin and their loss, and the rabbi began. I pressed an ear between the wrought iron bars, but all I could hear was her melancholy drone. When one of his kids looked in my direction, I pulled my scarf over my head and left.

I read the obituary between the stove and the sink. Ought to cry sometime, I figured. The words ‘faithful husband’ made me laugh.

I watched the fire escape for a while, snowflakes drifting through my reflection.

By Ben M. Svigals

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  1. Yvonne Eliot says

    May 17, 2023 at 10:22 am

    Beautifully sad and poignant.

    Reply
  2. Ekta R. Garg says

    May 17, 2023 at 10:39 am

    Interesting perspective. We usually hear from the married woman and not the mistress. This was a great choice of POV!

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  3. Melissa says

    May 17, 2023 at 1:31 pm

    There’s a lot in these words, you did an excellent job showing us this whole story without saying anything outright. Good POV choice

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  4. Toni Brayer says

    May 18, 2023 at 2:55 am

    Very nice

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