Fathomless, for my kind friend Luc by Glennys Egan

Poem title: Fathomless, for my kind friend Luc Poet name: Glennys Egan Poem Begins: Luc lived down the street from the Taco Bell, in his grandmother’s house. I don’t know how but I knew  to ask mom to drive him home  on nights we worked late and that if I packed an extra lunch,  he would eat it.  Luc and I spent that year laughing,  slinging fast food and dusting crumbs from  the creases of our khakis, laying plans for futures we thought were promised to us. When we said goodbye I didn’t know we meant forever, fathomless at seventeen.  It was late one night when I recognized his smile below a headline about  what they found at the bottom of the Winnipeg River. The obituary painted him an artist: ten years spent gathering driftwood  like spoils of a gold rush  across the west, following the current of its lakes, gentle as ever and laughing all the way.  Only then,  illuminated by loss, did I glimpse the spider silk strands — barely visible but  hard to break — woven between  those of us who share  some inaugural sense of  being seen. End of poem.  Credits: Copyright © Glennys Egan Previously published in Taco Bell Quarterly (Vol 3, Fall 2020). Raised in the Canadian prairies, Glennys Egan lives in Ottawa, where she works for the government like everyone else. Her poetry has been published in Canthius, Funicular Magazine, No Contact Magazine and several other lovely places. You can find her and her dog, Boris, online at @gleegz.