by K. F. Pearson
Mother, father, child, back neighbour, friend by accident you share something to the end through it be deep or shallow it is part of your tomorrow on crossroad or on crescent hell-sent or heaven-bent at a great loss you’re close enough in grief. No alien no villain holds the blame for what has come without a warning signal though when alone or single you find you are not there for yourself but for others even as you seek their help now everyone takes notice of temperature and pulse be they a cleaner, doctor, shelf-stacker, parent, nurse.
K. F. Pearson has published six collections of poetry including two featuring his existentially dubious hero The Apparition, namely The Apparition’s Daybook and The Apparition At Large, which give first person accounts of his dilemma. He is working on a new collection The Complete Apparition, in which he is perceived by others.