scene
from my childhood --
laying in bed
nausea and stomach pain
a 4 day's flu
and my mother,
dressed up, pretty
in her make-up
and faux-fur coat,
feels my forehead
before she and Dad
skip out
for a night with friends
Grandma's
solid presence
notwithstanding,
I am in an awful state
heart-blind
for the first time,
I reach for the door of grace
from the inside
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