the day mom left the material plane
i forced myself out to the backyard,
as if sunlight could wash away the smothering feeling.
mom was gone
then a black swallowtail fluttered in front of my face,
teasing me,
i have never seen one in vermont.
then it landed on a burdock in bloom,
mom was all i could think,
mom sent me a butterfly
last night i sat down to write the post for today
and Paris was heavy on my mind,
the horror of hateful people,
not knowing what more is next,
all i could offer was a prayer,
sending this visual prayer as i think again of mom.
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