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Poem: My Mother on Her Wedding Day

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morning sickness precedes
mascara applied with
shaking hand
a sister’s love
expressed in lipstick
and blush
gentle brush strokes
smoothing flyaways beneath
a careful veil of
backhanded compliments
and whispers nearly inaudible
—it won’t last—how could it—
the buttons pinch
soft skin
the diploma newly hung
on papered flowers
childhood clashing against
accidental adulthood
a shotgun spray bouquet
of roses and baby’s breath
sweetens the room



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