Do you think
they‘ll remember?
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The woman who was glue
Who stuck to each of us
Even as we sought to tug away
Move away
Break the chain tying us
To that hometown
And yet
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And yet
Our tracks lead us home
Black tires against gray asphalt
Led by the tender strings
That lead us back to our Matriarch
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Emily McGuff
Author of Crystalline (self-published on Amazon)
Lover of lyrics and poetry.
Obsessed with sci-fi and fantasy.
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