(From November 2018 through March 2019, I wrote one poem a day for 100 days at my Facebook page. While I get my act together to return to ranking things, I will be reprinting the poems here. I’m currently writing another 100 poems. Rankings will resume soon)
Eva’s hand was merely bone
Manny could not reach the phone
He went to another zone
Climbed up the building of stone
Entered the window alone
Changed the pre-recorded drone
He danced a Grim Fandango
Her memo let him atone
(A cyrch a chwta, originally published here on December 13, 2018)