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David Antis CC
hook at the end of the line it's all prayer, isn’t it? standing on the banks of ourselves observing the water striders glide over the sunlit clouds nearly obscuring the brilliance of our many selves swimming just beneath the surface- perception our nourishment in this stream of endless revelation. Her Wallet medicare card library card? read books between each breath to mine when they were young read to them into high school would read to them still, if they’d let me i don’t recall mom going to the library -i do recall her mentioning she didn’t enjoy reading to us Citi Mastercard: USAA member card: drove to Asheville taught from the mountain until the morning they didn’t expect him to live to see the next going through his desk: found his father’s honorable discharge never found dad’s honorable discharge in the Army for only 2 years-he said mom didn’t want him in Viet Nam found fifty years of Father’s Day cards. found a bill from Dr. Berkey stuck between letters from mom -years of counseling: individual couples group It hadn’t saved their marriage but did save their friendship -figured if mom could forgive him so could i Macy’s card: Nordstrom card: guest id: The Villages -my uncle’s had Alzheimer’s for years already appointment card: Dr. Gardner’s office name and number of a neurologist she’d seen two years earlier on the back; mom was fine! -she couldn’t recall the neurologists name she drove. an uneventful ride to Springfield. on the way home she ran through stop signs. a traffic light. i reminded her to stop at those big red signs! -she thought that was funny Shane: a single picture of her youngest grandchild. Love you, Mom. Can’t wait to see you in July. Save this one for me. -Finn A note worn thin wrapped round a gift card to Coastal Flats. don’t know how many times we’d eaten there, from 2 to 20 depending on who was around. -she always ordered the Filet Tips In the clear plastic sleeve: driver’s license: ivory skin hazel eyes wavy, short, dark hair McDermott nose organ donor cupping the license in both hands and closing my eyes i held her for a few breaths before pulling out my own wallet and placing her license behind my own -where I go, she goes Patricia Nellene Deal (she/her) is a poet, writer, and educator in McLean, Virginia. Her poems have appeared in or are forthcoming in Ribbons, Ouch! Collective, Pan Haiku Review, #FemkuMag, and others. Find her on Instagram @patrici_nellene. Anti-Heroin Chic is a sponsored project of Indolent Arts, a 501(c)(3) nonprofit fiscal sponsor. Please consider making a one-time tax-deductible donation.
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