She tells me,
“last night I dreamt my best friend died.”
the getting up,
the (smallish) routine,
the idea that a single heart can be lost
haunts me with intense sincerity.
I tell her,
“we are all hearts
beating to the sound of Creation’s innate sorrow.”
So I pick up the shards of her heart,
sew them together,
I call them
Best friend, I loved you as much as a heart could allow.
Your universe cut up and sewn back together again.
Aleksandra Djordjevic was born in Kingston, PA, and has attended the University of Scranton, PA, as well as Wilkes University. She has been published in wordgathering.com, as well as in the short story anthology, The Smartest Kid in the Bronx. Ms. Djordjevic lives in Clarks Summit, PA.