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    Issue #100: “Death in the Family!”

    Transmitted on Monday, April, 13th, 2009 in Heroes & Myth , Poetry

    Issue #100: “Death in the Family!”
    This is it: the tearjerker issue. The death of Young Man’s father.
    The moment loyal fans have been writing and blogging about.
    “What happened?” they all ask. “Was Young Man there?
    How monumentally did he fight? What about the other heroes?
    Young Man’s sisters? Young Man’s friends? The entire League
    of Heroics? Where were they? The whole League had to be there
    helping to fight the good fight when Father finally succumbed
    to that arch fiend, Death!” But this issue turns the world
    on its ear. No grand battles. No speeches. No friends. No enemies.
    Only our hero, Young Man, out of costume, sitting at Father’s bedside.
    This whole issue is completely silent. No dialogue balloons.
    No thought bubbles. Only our hero, bedside, gently
    stroking Father’s brow as, page after page, Father lies in a dream
    of morphine. His eyes are closed—dark, bulbous walnuts
    in the sockets of his skull. He is a gaunt, desert cadaver.
    His body trembles. Small, slowing ripples of the flesh.
    Page after page, Father winds down like a child’s toy.
    And our hero—in college at this point, honing his super powers
    into razor sharp sonnets, thunderous sestinas, free verse
    like raging rivers, all at his command—our hero, sits powerless
    at Father’s bedside, whispering, again and again, in an ever
    lowering voice, “It’s okay…it’s okay…it’s okay.”
    “But does he mean it?” our readers will ask. “Have they truly
    reconciled? Were they finally on speaking terms again before
    this moment? Does Father have any cryptic or resolving last words?
    Does our hero?” But the issue is silent. Just soft, frail pages
    of Young Man sitting at his father’s bedside as the life extinguishes.
    The final page, the final page is a dead page, entirely black
    …only, in the very corner, almost invisible, as if in a dream, are the words:

    It’s okay…it’s okay…it’s all okay.

    *This poem appears in Chautauqua

    Taken from “…hide behind me…”

    click to hear me read this poem

    Tags: Death, hide behind me, Young Man


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