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By Roberta Curley
look what it took for you to uncover their path
I won’t gallivant upward
not while I’m down here doing stuff
like tightening difficult-to-screw-in lightbulbs
or whooshing along avenues of the self-interested
my plan is to try
Daddy, you’d be SO proud
your prayers stream in daily
I’m striving to budget and not take Uber
I am your firepower
your blood courses through my pulsating arteries
I own up to your pluck
I walk like you, on extra long feet
remember our missteps at my wedding bash?
I unmistakably roll my eyes like you
we both enjoy scribbling
Mommy reads three books a week
you belonged together for seventy-one years
she’s dying inside
she doesn’t like to be held
I try to touch her anyway
will she be our next angel?

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