My Dead Sister Speaks to Me Through Wordle
When GRAVE follows DEATH
within a few games,
I decide it’s her.
Is that you? I ask.
FALSE the day’s word.
A day later: MAYBE.
Where are you?
APART she answers.
A week later: ALONE.
How is it where you are?
For days, she’s silent.
The game is just a game.
This morning:
FLOWN.
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