Thursday, February 9, 2012

momma's gone

I saw her once at Easter
cooking burgers in the
barbeque and he wrapped
his arms around her waist,
watching their little girl.

I’ve seen the pictures:
her bloated, wearing a short,
brown wig and a smile
that would have destroyed
us all
had we been the cancer.
                                                
-          In memory of Irene Garcia

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