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Poem by Doniell Cushman

Mom

3/23/2022

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Mom watched Judge Judy
It was a religious affair

Mom microwaved my mail
Because she believed in anthrax

Mom gave us codewords
So we couldn't be nabbed by bad guys

Mom wore slippers to the store
There was no time for shoes

Mom taught cheer
She wasn't really an athlete

Mom ran out of gas
We had to be rescued by my father

Mom skipped church
She told us they all talked about her

Mom ran a daycare
The other kids were our playmates

Mom shopped at thrift stores
Taught us the value of a deal

Mom loved pigs
Kids called her Miss Piggy

Mom had cancer
It ate at her breast

Mom died from cancer
Her urn is on my bookshelf

Mom spoke to Robert
Just before he died

Mom never visits me
She wants her ashes buried

Illegally


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