mom

AT THE KITCHEN TABLEMom sat across the tableFrom me, and altho I had my head downI knew from sideways glance that hers Was too.We hadn't even buried Dad yetHe'd died just yesterdayMy breakfast fixed for the two of us, inadequate Barely touched, just sorta pushed aroundThe plate for the food wasn't just

Have you ever wished you could fast forward through something? A tedious conversation, or maybe a visit with the perky dental hygienist and her terrifying arsenal of metal weapons?

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