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Updated: Dec 17, 2022

By Sara Kandler


a jog through

amber scented woods

brings me back home

to circle the driveway

arms angled like

bony angel wings


I relish this stroll

the breath

the slow shoulder roll

but today my sore chest caves in

a rush of salt tears


it’s been so many years

since I witnessed

my mom’s elegant form

so deftly pared

a ribbed Rodin figurine

I was only 13

scared

my own body just awakening

legs extending toward unknown pathways


now her eyes follow me

while I run for miles

tell me to smile

as I wince

sing as I rinse my face

or the dishes

and write poems til 2

like Judy did

her arms glazed in sea green

and cobalt blue

colors running together

to create something new

we share this, too


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