by Jean Jones
QUESTION: Where are the old placed? In warehouses for the dead
and the dying. I know. I placed my parents in such a place. I'm
reminded of the killing room in Soylent Green: so beautiful and yet
Soylent Green is people. Darkness overcomes us all. We want to treat
the aged and infirm with respect especially if you cant take care of
them and you don't have the money. We do what we can. When my parents
died all that I felt for them was buried in the boxes they were placed
in. I haven't spoken to them or about them for years now. But I
remember how alone I felt. My wife and kids became my new family. The
rest I forgot.
© 2017 Jean Jones
Jones attended St. Andrews University in Laurinburg, earned his
MFA from Bowling Green State University in Ohio and now teaches at Cape
Fear Community College. His numerous poetry collections include “Beyond Good and Evil” (1999) and “Birds of Djakarta” (2008).
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