Maria Dolores is her name
that second one meaning 'pain'
and it's fitting, all considered.
She was burned out of several
low-rent apartments
back in the Fifties and Sixties
I've heard
but somehow the family
still has that suitcase
of bent-corner, sepia photos intact.
Who was the one to bang on the doors?
Who was the one to choke on the smoke?
Was it her brothers or mother
yanking those snapshots
and portraits from soon-to-burn closets?
The way that she's framed the best of the bunch
answers that question complete.
At one time in your life, Ma
you had your priorities straight.
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