PUISI: The Next Day After I Killed Myself

 By Magnolia Putih

The next day after I killed myself

I woke up

I made myself breakfast in bed

I squeezed an apple 

Into a juice glass

The next day after i killed myself

I fell in love

Not with the boy down the street

Not perfect but probably a beautiful love

I fell in love with my mother

The way she sat on the floor in my room

Reading my note

I fell in love with my father

Who hug my shadow in silence

Down at the river as he placed my note into a bottle

And sent it into the current

With my brother who once believed in fairy

Who now sat in the empty family room

Trying desperately to believe

I still existed

The next day after i killed myself

I meet my friend

I saw the empty space in her eyes

She turned around to greet me so we could hang out together

But saw nothing

But sky, new place where I belong to 

The next day after i killed myself

I picked up a few daylilies

Watched an elderly man through his window

As he reads a paper with the news of my death

I saw his wife spill a glass of tea into the kitchen sink

The next day after i killed myself

I watched the sun come up

Each apple tree open like a hand

And the teenager down the street pointed out a single grey cloud

The next day after I killed myself

I went back to that body

And tried to talk some sense into her

I told her about the apple's tree

The sun

The cloud

The river and her parents

I told her about the blooming flowers

The next day after I killed myself

I tried to unkill myself

But I couldn't do that