Dear Friend Poem by Kathy Greethurst
Dear Friend
I defrosted the fridge this morning and it reminded me of you, an ice queen frozen in the snow. I am keeping your secret to myself. After rifling through carrier bags of mouldy food and tipping cans of Coke down the sink, I found an ancient colleague buried in the cold. This is the truth. But I'm not angry because no one knows he's there and his teeth have already fallen out.
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