Byline: Alfred Brown IV

Your Mother

Let me tell you about your mother. For one thing, she is really quite hard to love.

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Getting Handed a Q-Tip

Near the end of the whole ordeal, when she has become short of breath and the coughing is wet and yellow and particularly productive, my mother sits cross-legged in the crook of our brown couch, a wool blanket wrapped tight around her shoulders, searching madly for her last words.

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