100 Poems: Poem #4

[lady_organa]

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I'm on a roll tonight it seems. The poem for this post is Getting Close by Victoria Redel.

I chose this poem because of my relationship with my mother. I love her and I dread the day she dies. But I also fear turning into her. When I started to grow hair on my neck I was like "Shit I'm turning into my mom." I have absorbed things she's told but I don't realize it until later. I had one of my more religious character say "Keep the faith." I tend to say this myself and it wasn't until she said it to me while I was expressing doubts that I realize that it came from her. For some reason I turn up my nose when people tell me I look like her. I love my mother but I also try to distance myself from her. I'm not exactly sure why but I do.

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