When I talk to Mother, she looks vaguely at someone else,
as though they were the speaker.
But she gets jealous and sarcastic
if two people talk and don’t include her.
What I do is: talk to another person but look at her.
She is making converts to her ways.
Source: Watching Mother Disappear & Other Poems by Toni Mergentime Levi »
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