things my mother will leave behind
Mars Russell
to accident #1:
half an ounce of cocaine on the plate she inherited from her mother
a collection of Cow Tale cups that store lost potential in the form of art supplies
the text conversations reminding you of the rot in your blood
to the favorite child:
binders full of trading cards to maintain the childlike wonder she coveted in you
a father who left to make a better version of you with another woman
the phone number to her top drug dealer who you call your aunt
to her last victim:
seven cartons of frozen Newports to start the cycle early
a shrine to accident #1 to remind you of your inadequacies every day
the man who made you a woman far sooner than you should have been
