Forget-Me-Not

I cannot collect the remnants 
from your brain’s tangles

Your gray matters
have split our connections

My hands quiver with the 
forget-me-nots you always cherished

I caress your cheek with petals
as your blue eyes search for me

Mother, grief is the blade
cutting me out of you

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About the Author

Sallie Crotty has published many places, including The Dairy Hollow Echo; The Drabble; eMerge; and Resources to Recover. The Writers’ Colony at Dairy Hollow awarded her a residency in 2018. Sallie holds a B.A. in English from Sewanee: The University of the South, an Ed.M. from Harvard, and an MFA in Creative Writing from Queens University of Charlotte. She is working on a poetry collection, and her memoir Out of the Ashes: A Story of Recovery and Hope was published in 2022.