Maggie Graber


When you’re named after your mother’s
greatest heartbreak, your name
her mother’s name, the same letters
in the same order, the same touch
of lips at the beginning of the word, Mmm,
as if it tasted good, and not like
the death you’ve heard about your whole life,
the one at 50, the one in the 1970s,
your name was her name before it was yours
and it never would have been
if she didn’t leave it behind.

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