Twelve Years

Do you remember the way my brother laughed

Do you remember the way my brother laughed?
The way everyone looked at us?
The sound of the Yukon?

I imagine what it would be like to see you now
A wave of white-hot pain over my body
Could I catch my breath or would the agony swallow me whole again

After all these years
The ache still isn’t gone
I loved you more than I can explain

I didn’t want to read Kate Baer’s books
I could tell that she knew me too well
Her words made me apologize to my new life

I told myself to just forget the old me
I became too busy to write
But then I realized I had forgotten all of me

Thank you for reading. This poem was inspired by Kate Baer’s book What Kind of Woman.

You can read more of my work here.

-Alexandra Duncan

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