On Finding Your Ashes In My Suitcase
I think you would laugh if I told you,
your urn exploded somewhere
during my flight back to Miami.
And when I got home, I found you spilled
your ashes all over the inside of my luggage.
Actually, it was your luggage—
the Liz Claiborne zebra print carry-on
with the dragon fruit interior.
The flight was oversold, so I was forced
to check you in your luggage.
What kind of monster
makes a grieving daughter check her own mother?
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