poetry

(poem) Mother's Day

By Laura Anne Gilman
Jun 28, 2019 · 46 words · 1 minute


From the author: There is a pain that can't really be explained unless it's to someone who has also been there...


Seven days pass all the same;

Yet she smiles when you kiss her cheek

and makes a joke

or cocks her head

in that familiar way.

Memory is not frail;

like a moth, disordered,  

it flutters gamely into the light

and passes into the universe.


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Laura Anne Gilman

Speculative fiction. Sometimes dark, occasionally slipstream. 100 words to 100,000.