my mother taught me the alphabet backwards
and laughed at my dyslexic tendencies thirteen years later
laughed when i couldnt translate your humorless voice into a sing-song poem, written from the bed of a run away shelter
she took every letter with my name on the envelope
folded them up
swallowed them down
felt the curved lines of my lost sister, lied and said she ran back to the south
now your agonizing haiku's grow in the belly of our dead weather mother
oragami cranes, im so sorry i never saw them drift away
i wasnt allowed to know you had secrets to tell
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I love you sister. You made me cry when I read this.
i love you too sister cat
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