A Short Lament for Mother’s Day

We took flowers to the graveyards around this time, just a year ago. Who could have foreseen that this year I'd be without you---and grandma too? Who could have foreseen you'd both be where we stood then---buried. Silent. Absent. Me least of all. Spring invades the air and I can't help but think ---wish, hope, … Continue reading A Short Lament for Mother’s Day

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