Absence

My mother crawled into bed with me

Stroking my hair as she murmured in my ear,

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

Oh God, I’m sorry.

I wept that night, in bed with my pink and white sheets:

Polka dots and green striped pillows,

While my mother sobbed beside me

Clutching at my pale arm, bespectled with brown

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sigh.
good sigh. bad sigh.
today. today was today.
laid out for a while so my pale ass could get some color.
talked to the jackster. laughed with jackster. made plans.
listened to the music that always makes me feel good.
danced a little, 'cause no one was home.

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