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My Mother, the Moonbeam // post one.

from my poetry book, My Mother, the Moonbeam

Sometimes I wish my mother had died in childbirth.

Then she could be a mystery.

Then I could pretend she could be love.

I could have pretended she tended to me at night when I cried, a loving soul to envelope me, rather than the banshee which greeted me instead.

She is tangible and real and I am alone.

Which is worse: to mourn the dead and all they did not get to do, or mourn the living and all they refused?

This collection of blog posts will include poetry, retellings, introspection, and train-of-thought additions until I decide I have got it all out and can breathe. I recently published a poetry book which coincides — My Mother, the Moonbeam — you can find more information and follow the blog at http://www.faunalewiswrites.com