cattails
January 2015
Haibun
 intro,  1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  6,  7,  8,  9,  10,  11,  12,  13,  14,  15,  16,  17,  18,  19,
 20,  21,  22,  23,  EC
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That Call
Frank J. Tassone
USA



The phone rings as I zip up Frankie’s jacket. It’s Mom. She and Dad are at the oncologist for the results of Dad’s biopsy and CAT scan. All she says are two words.

“It’s positive.”

I stop zipping my son’s coat. The light off the tiled landing, the specks of lint and cotton on the burgundy carpeted stairs, Frankie’s protests: Everything fades. I stand silent. For how long, I can’t remember.

December cold . . .
Crying and trembling
In her arms