I'm glad my mom was not an organ donor.
I wouldn't want to meet her eyes again
in someone else's gaze.
We turned her to ash right away
and for a while I had part of her with me.
In a plastic ziplock bag, a few spoonfuls
of her beautiful body, now reduced to gray
dust, wrapped in a purple drawstring bag.
And now I've lost her again,
my belongings given away and tossed out.
Mama's baby girl living in a homeless shelter.

06/15/2017

Posted on 06/22/2017
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