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One Step Closer

the nice lady
from hospice
called

with an update

“she’s
stopped eating
and

her hands are cold”

the
living will
specifies

no tube feedings…
no CPR…
no heroics…

comfort measures
only
warm blankets and morphine

as
my mother
starves

tears fall
into
the abyss

© 2021 Raibeart Bruis
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