Mother says
that it’s a memory
Mother says that
it’s a memory
and I can have it
I can have her
memory
and fasten it to
mine, it’s got frayed edges
It’s not some grey rag, it’s silk
and you won’t
leave me will you, mother says
Miracles exist,
she says and I say
that I will hem
the scarf and make it whole
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