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Before My Memory Began


Image Francois Dejardin

Before My Memory Began

Fixed between tide and sand,
black hair, dress blown by the wave.

She runs when the foam
turns her dress white—

leaving me cursed with
remembering it all—

a mother in pain
turning toward the wall.

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    syreal

    I have a friend losing a mother right now. It’s so painful, I have no words besides to be present and weep with him

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