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The following can also be found in the book Chicago Stories 2001-2004. Click here to learn more, and to download a free electronic copy.
She came over
the next day
with her shopping cart
to get all the stuff
that belonged to her.
She sure got it all.
The VCR.
Clothing.
CDs.
The phone line.
Bathroom supplies.
Laundry detergent.
Batteries.
Everything.
She only left one item -
a half-used bar of her
special hypoallergenic soap.
I use it every night.
I watch it lather
and liquidate
and wash away
a little more
and a little more
with every shower.
When it's all gone,
I tell myself,
when the sliver
turns into a
palmful of suds
in my hand,
then everything
really will be over.
And I will finally feel better.