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Not Even Death Moves Me
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Stretched out on a single bed
in your living room,
one arm hanging down,
dried vomit by your side.
Three days before anyone noticed.
Two years since then
and not a peep out of me.
I went to the funeral service,
a full-blown catholic mass,
which surprised me.
I never knew you believed in anything
larger than yourself.
A memory of you
drunkenly falling off your chair
the last time we had dinner together.
Your old friends that I only saw
when you were alive -
Your sister,
the one you tried so hard to please
and never did,
presiding.
Later in the week your closest friend
returned a book I’d given you:
“To Marc - Best,”
was all I could manage.
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Writer
Bio
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Chocolate Waters has been writing and publishing poetry for over three decades. The author of three collections, she is the recipient of a New York Foundation for the Arts fellowship in Poetry and a fellowship from the Barbara Deming Memorial Fund. Her work, which has been nominated for several Pushcart prizes, has appeared widely in such publications as Hell’s Kitchen: Slices of Life, Fireweed, Samsara Quarterly, 2River View, Stirring, and The Second Word Thursdays Anthology. Waters' latest release, a limited-edition CD entitled Chocolate Waters Uncensored, spans twenty-five years of the poet's performance work from the New York nightclub S.N.A.F.U. and other Manhattan venues. It is now available from Eggplant Productions and at www.chocolatewaters.com. Chocolate Waters lives in Manhattan where she teaches poetry workshops, tutors individual clients, and is a frequent participant in the New York City poetry circuit.
submissions@chocolatewaters.com
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