“Prayer,” by Larry Levis
When I look out of this upstairs window I notice my motherWalking out—actually reeling slightly by now in her old age withHer pure white hair...
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When I look out of this upstairs window I notice my motherWalking out—actually reeling slightly by now in her old age withHer pure white hair...
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