poem: “where is my goodbye?”

This makes me tear up. Beautiful.

kentucky wildflowers bloomin'

my mother
doesn’t want
to share the
grief that spread
across our family
like a plague
when you died

and for the most part
I let her have it

but there are days
when all I want
is to talk to you
for just a minute
and my chest
feels empty

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