What I mean to say is no, I don’t want her back, just words hanging like leaves from a tree limb, nothing can bring her back anyway; words wouldn’t build her bit by bit, piece by piece, she’s gone, and there is strength in knowing that. Maybe the longing will ease. Maybe the seconds will lapse into minutes. I’m not Christ – I can’t raise the dead.

Scott C. Holstad

Scott C. Holstad has authored 60+ print books & has published poetry, fiction, nonfiction, literary criticism, journalism, technology & scientific research. His work has appeared in thousands of publications in over 20 languages including the Minnesota Review, Exquisite Corpse, Pacific Review, Sports Illustrated, the TODAY Show, Yahoo, Long Shot, Wormwood Review, Chiron Review, Southern Review, Poetry Review & Poetry Ireland Review among others. He holds degrees and is an alumnus of the University of Tennessee, California State University Long Beach, UCLA and Queens University of Charlotte. He’s moved 35+ times and now lives near Gettysburg PA.

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