because...

she had to face an empty attic and the fact that her mother would never be back,

she had to call two doctors, and say words that are nearly impossible to say,

she needed to rework the work and did not realize that the work was done,

she had her tonsils out, at 36, and no one was waiting in the waiting room,

she has to let go of a lover who her body loves,

she is growing up too fast, and dragging others, who are not ready, along too,

she has a pain in her flank that just does not seem to go away,

she is tired about worrying about her children's education,

she is taking chemo, and does not like the thought of poison trying to kill poison,

she is somewhere, alone, not sure that she can make it through the night,

she knows the whiskey is nearby, but not something that can really make it better,

he does not know how much her life has changed because of what he did to her,

she does not know how much her life has changed because of what she did to her,

she will never be able to say the things that need to be said.

Because she is pulling in and might not find her way back.

Because she is naked, outside as the weather ignores how cold she feels.

Because it is all as heavy and immalleable as bronze.

Because.