Beautiful in Your Tragedy

by Mercedes Yardley

I said why are you so solemn all of the time? You really need to give it up. He said I’m thinking about when my heart stops beating; it’s only a matter of time. Will you wear flowers in your hair? Will you take one out and toss it onto my casket? I was thinking about how beautiful you would look in your tragedy, how stunning in your black eyed desolation, without me.


Mercedes Yardley promises to take a flower from her hair and toss it on the grave of anybody who requests it.