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last legs

after checking
into the exit lounge
my mother
suggested
a walk outside
the day bitterly
cold, even for
late autumn
and the wind icy
unperturbed
she struggled
ever onwards
despite the
dire conditions
i plan to do
a lot more of
this, she said
now, i’m here
with her scarf
wrapped up
around her face
she looked
like a noble
peasant woman
of the steppes
which many lives
ago she had
once been
and yet although
it was never
my place
to correct her, no
not even now
i never saw
my mother
walk
again