Tomorrow, I will be dead
by Chris Garcia

 

“Death’s in the goodbye”

—Anne Sexton

 

The clouds they are grey

and red is the sky

the weather’s never perfect

the day that you

die

 

I hug my old mother

and say my goodbyes

Tomorrow is the day

the day her son

dies

 

My hands—they shake

my eyes—they cry

I take in the day

and kiss it

goodbye

 

I look at my wrists

and I draw the lines

Before you can live

you must learn to

 

CHRIS GARCIA is a Rutgers–New Brunswick graduate who majored in linguistics and minored in psychology. Unfortunately, he took his first creative writing course late in his college career, and wishes he had the time to take more of them.

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