the ending to my story
it seems the story
repeats itself
of love & hate & death
one chapter (on the surface)
unrelated to the next
yet somehow over time
coalesce into nothingness
I sat down & wrote a story
of loss & repentance
how the son didn’t belong
to the father
and the mother
in reality
became childless over time
as if her birthing events
hadn’t truly happened
—thereby invalidating
the ending to my story
september two thousand twenty-four
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