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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