margaret

you are not here and you are not there
you are ethereal, strung up between stars
are you stuck painfully? or comfortably settled?
i do not know, i cannot reach you

i imagine you thriving in the elsewhere
i have to or i will die
it is too much to bear
thinking of you without me
as i am without you

daughter
daughter
daughter
can you hear the sobs rattling my bones
i am sorry darling

they are all that i have

One thought on “margaret

  1. Always shook in the most humble, alive, feeling way. Thank you. I feel it. I hear you. ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š
    I love the repetition, the vastness, the echoing quality. I am gripped by this.

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