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Not Really a Poem, so to Speak
i am already hating THIS YEAR, 2025
My Mom dies Monday morning, 10 MAR 25,
BUT i got a text, she went peacefully
a pseudonym for dying in one's sleep?
AND now informed this same week,
DUP has been on an intravenous lifeline
to no avail.
& on top of all of this, a Veteran neighbor caught wind of my Mom's demise
and is worried about suicide.
i am determined to get through APRIL'S NaPo
after all,
i still have to write out my Grief and process the tumultuous other array of feelings
bombarding me,
right?
My Mom dies Monday morning, 10 MAR 25,
BUT i got a text, she went peacefully
a pseudonym for dying in one's sleep?
AND now informed this same week,
DUP has been on an intravenous lifeline
to no avail.
& on top of all of this, a Veteran neighbor caught wind of my Mom's demise
and is worried about suicide.
i am determined to get through APRIL'S NaPo
after all,
i still have to write out my Grief and process the tumultuous other array of feelings
bombarding me,
right?
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