Brother in Law

A few months after assembling a collage of 64

years that danced the joys of her life on powerpoint,

he got in the car with her family,


just like at past Christmases, christenings,

and funerals – but the beat was

different. He sat alone in the backseat.


The saguaro cactus waved goodbye as the

desert tumbled towards Vegas,

and A Wedding Chapel, where Elvis


led his new niece down the aisle.

After, he sat in the casino bar drinking whisky

like iced tea, numb to the air conditioning.


There were no windows, just perpetual night and the

slot machines shouted behind him in prickly discords.

The cigarette smoke hanging on his shoulders


brought back thirty-year-old cravings whilst he

brooded on the memories of his marriage.

Hers was the only way of life he knew.


When the whisky slipped him off the

bar stool and his sister-in-law raised him to his feet,

he thought he saw his wife there and wept.

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