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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.

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I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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With my hand in his, I looked at all the apartment buildings with rushes of love, peering in the wide streetside windows that revealed living rooms painted in dark burgandies and matte reds.
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And the warmth of the music inside her, did she believe, for even one glorious second, that her passion had arrived?
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I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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That at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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