Time Doesn’t Heal

( For my dear sister, Kay )

by Kim Sisto Robinson

Not a day unfolds without

thoughts of you. Your auburn

hair falls over my face smelling

of lilacs, Tabu perfume, summer.

Home.

Time doesn’t stop.

It continues ticking as if

it knows nothing, sees nothing,

feels nothing.

Merciless.

When I think about your murder,

my organs twist and turn inside my body

like hot fists, angry stones. My bones splinter

into sharp fangs.

Hurting me.

Time doesn’t heal.

It makes you remember, makes

you forget, makes you love fiercely,

madly, completely…

as if tomorrow will never come.

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Kim Sisto Robinson, whose sister was murdered by a husband who then killed himself on May 26, 2010, asks that her poem be accompanied by The Domestic Abuse Hotline phone number: 1-800-799-7233.