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  • Cece Foley

sleep paralysis

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.


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