Humanly as you
can at this late date:
get back to me. Let’s
check our phones,
find time. As Lazarus
lay dying, Jesus
said, “I’ll be there
soon.” Somebody
had to be raised
from the dead.
ASAP
About Hilary Sideris
Hilary Sideris is the author of two full-length poetry collections, Most Likely to Die (2014) and The Inclination to Make Waves (2016). Her work has appeared in Barrow Street, Cimarron Review, Connecticut Review, Confrontation, The Cortland Review, Diverse Voices Quarterly, Fogged Clarity, The Evansville Review, Fourteen Hills, Green Mountains Review, Gulf Coast, Harpur Palate, Poetry Daily, and others.
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