Found Poem

EVIL

“Then she cackle”
“Sound like a death rattle”
“But she more evil than my mama and that keep her alive”
“He don’t hold her hand though”
“She too evil for that”
“She look at him and roll her eyes and laugh”
“And a little water come to his eyes”
“What you staring at? She ast. Hateful”
“You miss ‘em? I ast”
“Naw, she say. I don’t miss nothing”

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