1993 [ Dad | Two Writers ]


A “Years before,
years after” break.
Peleliu inport San Diego:
the note on my rack,
the torture of being told
of Dad’s hospitalization
by someone I loathed.
In shock I flew to Honolulu.


Dad’d been coughing
up blood flecks for years.
He cared for Charlotte
until he couldn’t, called her sons
to retrieve her, bade her Aloha,
checked himself into Hilo Hospital.

Dad was airlifted to O‛ahu,
didn’t regain full consciousness.
He was only 67.

I’m 52 and now a writer — like him.
I’m still unable to return him
to his beloved land and trees.


Andrew Shattuck McBride
NaPoWriMo ~ 2013 | My Day 12
April 15, 2013

About Andrew Shattuck McBride

I am a writer, editor, writing coach, and consultant. I work in a variety of genres, including poetry, short stories, and creative non-fiction. I also have a couple of novels simmering on back burners. THANK YOU to Nan Macy of Village Books for taking this photo (June 2011).
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