mom left us slowly, slowly.
i didn’t want to see
she was becoming a ghost.
when her presence finally swirled
into pure ether
i offered the residues to ocean
i sang them into sunset
i screamed, echoing, bellowing yell
to grand canyon’s void
to desert’s proud abyss
and in a dream
one sweet, sweet dream
“I love you very much”,
she replied.
[2020]
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