Above us all rose my mother’s hand, dangling from the column shifterlike some battle-tattered flag for independence, surroundedby the glass shards and quietude of a parking lot gone empty.My beautiful mother, safer than ever before,even in defection. ¼ tank of gas, fully empowered,her car pointed in every direction.
-BJ Ward
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