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I FOUND MY MOTHER'S SUICIDE NOTE

2 days ago
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By Ella B. Winters


in her nightstand, five years to the day

after we arrived on strange soil.


Written out in neat Cyrillic letters

on the back of an unpaid bill,


it was full of words I’d rarely heard

spoken like forgive me,


and contained instruction for her funeral.

She wanted to be buried


in the white dress she’d brought home

some weeks before. I tried it on


whenever she went out, floating

down the halls with strips of chiffon


trailing behind me. My mother never knew

I'd seen the note. I thought


of it every time I saw her

wear that ghostly dress, waiting for her


to dissolve into thin air, always

wondering at what point she decided


to live.





 
 

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