“Widow” by Virginio Vespignani
For Judy Birdsong, June 1, 1954 – May 14, 2017
It comes in waves
Anytime it chooses
From deep to the surface,
Nerve endings activated.
The eyes mist over
Glancing to the left
Where Walgreens stays open
24/7.
Grief
You Do Hoodoo
bare ruined choir practice
You Do Hoodoo 
So true Wesley. Something will happen and I’ll think I have to tell Judy this… miss our talks, her insight and laughter.