All Souls

by Rae Armantrout

Rae Armantrout

Pallid, thin skinned
potatoes bunched
like grapes
on yellow stems.

*

I can’t remember
my mother

or

This is not the mother
I remember.

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When asked
if she’s frightened,

the raped child
whispers

that she is afraid
of ghosts.





Last updated December 24, 2022