because it's april first,
she calls
and says,
are you sitting down,
I have some news.
what I say.
what is it?
she sounds panicked,
her voice trembling.
what? I say again,
but louder, what is it?
i'm pregnant, she says.
we're going to have
a baby. isn't that exciting.
but we're too old, i say,
as i fall onto the floor,
and begin to weep,
looking around the room
to where a crib might go.
Saturday, April 1, 2017
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