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Ghosts<br />
DeAun jordan<br />
Night folds in on itself,<br />
locked tight in this room's repose.<br />
but shadows to listen,<br />
gone?<br />
There's no one here<br />
Where have you gone, Mother?<br />
Do you know my secrets now,<br />
in memory's insomniac spirals?<br />
(My thoughts glide over,<br />
slide under the lid of the piano,<br />
play a tw1e or two).<br />
whispers<br />
that say sleep, sleep<br />
or cmne to me<br />
(woven in thought)<br />
Do you know the spirit of the child I lost?-have you welcomed her<br />
with a receiving blanket?<br />
If I could I'd take you both home again, into my body,<br />
(you begged me to in the end)<br />
and wrap you up in quilts Grandma stitched<br />
with her craggy fingers<br />
humming to herself in her deafness ...<br />
T she there with you? Have all my mothers<br />
29<br />
or where have you<br />
(from patches of old dresses,<br />
tablecloth and lace)<br />
(the old women,<br />
cradled in their graves)