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M.A.Sinnhuber: Quarter

As a matter of fact,

the physician said that I am in the last

quarter of my life.


Four quarters make one dollar.

Four quarters make one life.


I think he’s wrong, though.

Even with severe-math-anxiety,

I know I’m in the last eighth of my life.


On average, a woman dies at 82,

a man, 80.

I have 11 years left, that’s about 1/8.


I’m down to my last dime.


From The Leaving Field (Mad Books). Copyright 2013 M.A. Sinnhuber. Reprinted by permission of the author.


M.A. Sinnhuber

One comment on “M.A.Sinnhuber: Quarter

  1. dbuccilli
    May 11, 2017

    I hate math. I love you and the bravery in these lines.

    Liked by 1 person

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