Monday, October 23, 2023

Amy by Wayne F. Burke

wearing her tie-dye t-shirt
into the meeting
and crying, and
said "he died!"
And someone said "who?"
And Amy said "Jerry!"
Jerry? Jerry who?
Jerry with the cowboy hat?
Jerry from Barre?
"No!" Amy said, sniffling, wiping
strands of strawberry hair from
her eyes:
"Jerry Garcia!"




Wayne F. Burke's poetry and prose has been widely published in print and online (including in THE RYE WHISKEY REVIEW). He was nominated for a Pushcart by THE DOPE FIEND DAILY in 2022. He lives in Vermont (USA).

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