alone

DISPATCH 1: Several LETTERS found in HATBOX of girl’s room. Mostly ashes. Here’s what’s left. #16 she lays on her unmade bed dreaming of you all night only to wake up to dread and feel the cold tears that she’s cried #31 the sound of her steps as she walks around the ghetto and the sound of her breaths, uneven and hollow through the forlorn, barren, ghostly streets do they echo and the grief, the pain, do her tears follow #47 1942, three years into the war you, promoted to the trenches we knew then that it was over #49 the dreaded letter comes home only a week after your promotion I hear her shrill cry I hear her breath choke I hear her collapse and claw at the ground I never heard her come up to be with me #59 she doesn’t know about my sunken eyes and tear-streaked face my chewed nails and tangled hair I was holding on for her sake I was hurting too but for her sake I was holding on yet I feel my fingers graze hers as she finally drowns in her sorrow as she makes her decision to let go and forget about tomorrow and forget about me #73 only one question haunts me every minute of my empty life why did you have to go, leaving us alone and why did she have to go leaving me alone #74 I’m not sorry. I have to do this. DISPATCH 2: It’s the girl who did it.