Mom
our relationship
​​​​​​​complicated at times
but mostly just love
Over the years
you got better at saying it

The fog has descended
deep darkness
overrides my soul
the spark is missing
the daydreams
no longer hold any light

NaNoWriMo
the opportunity
to write a novel
with the energy of many

I begin
it's to be a memoir
my first

Here's to the dead *
Honoring those
who have gone before
To my mother
who taught me commitment
and dedication