Sadness

Someone is here.

Mother is sitting in the dark.

She startles us. She fills

her favourite upholstered chair

with sadness. I think the electricity

maybe out. She doesn’t move

or acknowledge we’re here.

This is creepy.

We try to rouse her.

Nothing. We’re leaving.

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