A shroud for mother’s day
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It takes me twenty-four hours to grieve a mother’s—day gone wrong after twenty-one years of finger-painted hands on pastels, four-year-old faces peeking from the center of my world like die-cut flowers in preschool gardens. It takes me twenty-four hours to grieve a mother’s day gone wrong without human touch, a hi mom or hug, not an egg scrambled with cheese or love. It takes me twenty-four hours to grieve a mother’s day gone without my not-so-grown but gone sons who breathe this air I gave—like it’s a free-for-all, like it’s free—to all, like it’s—free. It takes me twenty-four hours to grieve a mother’s day gone wrong, nobody I gave life—stopping to remember what I stopped living for. [End Page 17]
Latorial Faison, educator and Furious Flower fellow, won the Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Prize. She has authored and edited fourteen books, including Mother to Son and the 28 Days of Poetry Celebrating Black History collection. Faison lives in Virginia with her husband and sons.
