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Wednesday, April 4, 2012

April 5th, 1986


Last year it was 25 years since my mom passed away
25 years!
Now its 26.
A tiny pang under a fading scar
sharp and unexpected
liquid and deep
gone before I could find it
pick at it
scratch it
make it bleed.
I would have liked to savour it
But it retreated too quickly, back into my flesh.
Who would have thought,
After all these years,
I could still miss her?
Who would have thought