“Haze” by Alex Bledsoe

I walk through the cloud of exhaust visible on this cold morning, younger son buckled into his car seat, his brother awaiting my help. For an instant the carbon monoxide surrounds me and I’m reminded it was the last thing that helped my big brother the night he decided his little brother didn’t need him.

Photo & Poem by Alex Bledsoe

(author, novelist)

All Rights Reserved

© 2010

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8 comments

  1. lkthayer · February 6, 2010

    Alex, stunning, stunning work. I am so sorry for your loss, but thankful that you spin it into gold which is your art & your truth. Absolutely brilliant. Thank you for sharing it with The Juice Bar. Sincerely, LK

  2. nicolerigets · February 6, 2010

    So beautifully put and so painful. Thank you Alex for taking us into your heart.

  3. Lordy · February 6, 2010

    So sad

  4. Stephen John Kalinich · February 6, 2010

    Powerful and complete….

  5. Susan Elaine Graves · February 7, 2010

    Alex, this is a very emotional and powerful expression of your feelings.
    beautifully written with great imagery.
    Your friend in Pen and Author,
    Susan Elaine Graves

  6. Jaymie · February 7, 2010

    Heart wrenching and beautifully stated. Loss just gets weaved in, it never disappears.

  7. Dave-Brendon de Burgh · February 14, 2010

    I have to agree, stunning. Thank you, Alex.

  8. Adesh Kaur · February 18, 2010

    O jeez Alex. I am speechless and can’t quite breathe. Whew…. Thank you for plunging into the depths of memory and pain. Brilliant photo and poem. Thanks, brave one.

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