It’s All Narrative
friday the 13th
she’s a double earth sign
and i’m a double water.
but at times i forget—
i’m still somebody’s daughter.
three years without
yesterday marked three years since your memorial
at the club;
the one you took josh and me to as kids
on saturdays,
dadurdays,
bradurdays,
more than two decades ago.
February 25th, Again
It’s been one year since I got that mid-afternoon phone call. The one where I asked, “Mom, what are you saying?” when I knew exactly what she was.
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