Ray

He was my sidekick.

You see,

George was my partner.

I was just a boy then

maybe seven,

and that water still floods my mind,

every

damn

day.

I reach down

pushing my hands outward,

the water swims it's way through my shaking fingertips,

and I cradle his tiny wet foot

in my massive hands.

Forgetting for only a moment,

that what I hold

is still.

It is lifeless.

Collapsing to the ground,

I watch

as that silver laundry tub

gulps down my brother.

I guess I'll keep Georgia

sweet Georgia

on my mind.