Edition of 30, 2021
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Dear God,
Please remove my mother. Not from the world, of course, just from my mind.
Keep her far from my blithe breakfast light.
She is the drain. I am the broth. Whisk me in my blanket pot.
Amen
Edition of 30, 2021
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Dear God,
Please remove my mother. Not from the world, of course, just from my mind.
Keep her far from my blithe breakfast light.
She is the drain. I am the broth. Whisk me in my blanket pot.
Amen
