Remembrance

Today I write a poem for you, Papa.

Not a sad poem, for we are finished with sadness,

you and I. No more wheelchairs. The tremors

have ceased, spasms calmed on a cloud.

–Excerpt from “Remembrance” in Hanging Like Hope on the Equinox by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective 2013).

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