All the King’s Horses

Image of a car after a crash, reflecting the story of the widow who lost her husband in a car accident.

No red or orange leaves litter the road. No wild, fierce autumn storm. No tree limb tears through the convertible’s cloth. Sometimes I dream I erase time. No jagged gashes disturb his face; no glass slivers embed in his skin. The cracked casing, my husband’s skull, still a perfect, whole shell; his eyes, gentle yolks; his smile, a sun. No crowd overflows the funeral home; I do not sing to his corpse. Sometimes I dream Humpty Dumpty sits safely on the wall. It is only me who falls.

Diane Gottlieb

Diane Gottlieb is the editor of Awakenings: Stories of Body and Consciousness (ELJ Editions). Her words appear in 2023 Best Microfiction, River Teeth, HuffPost, SmokeLong Quarterly, and The Rumpus, among many other lovely places. She is the winner of Tiferet Journal’s 2021 Writing Contest in nonfiction, longlisted at 2023’s Wigleaf Top 50, a finalist of The Florida Review’s Editor’s Prize for Creative Nonfiction, and the Prose/CNF Editor of Emerge Literary Journal. Find her at https://dianegottlieb.com and on Facebook and Instagram @DianeGotAuthor.

Diane Gottlieb is the editor of Awakenings: Stories of Body and Consciousness (ELJ Editions). Her words appear in 2023 Best Microfiction, River Teeth, HuffPost, SmokeLong Quarterly, and The Rumpus, among many other lovely places. She is the winner of Tiferet Journal’s 2021 Writing Contest in nonfiction, longlisted at 2023’s Wigleaf Top 50, a finalist of The Florida Review’s Editor’s Prize for Creative Nonfiction, and the Prose/CNF Editor of Emerge Literary Journal. Find her at https://dianegottlieb.com and on Facebook and Instagram @DianeGotAuthor.

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