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Ghost 

I watch a movie on Showtime - "Ghost"
The characters unreel quietly and slowly.
I've lost two husbands to the big "C"s - Cancer and Car Crash.
I live alone now.

I shop for groceries, quietly cook dinner.
Take a shower, towel off, look into the mirror.
I can't find my face under the white sheet of steam.
And then I realize, I am the ghost.

Sharon Rickard

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