On the Dissolution of My Sister’s Marriage and my Estrangement from UChicago

The marriage and the breakup –
“a fixer-upper,” no problem;
The union of poor and wealthy
a good idea, forever in theory
And the brittleness of this bond.
Nearly solvent: unsustainable,
a bad financial circumstance.
Everything is liquid except for the
rock you cannot crawl out from under.
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Oh, you had your moment next to the
limelight, the brush with well-being
And for a time, even lived in it:
surrounded by expensive things,
rich mentalities, luxuriated, even
when you were still on guard.
Your head was always in the
clouds, but this time it was for real.
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We all had our ivory towers at some point
To play prince or princess in a room just for
show before the stones fall out from under
you and you’re back in the rubble you sprang from.

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