By Favor Chujor
Dear Mother,
I’m trying to be better for you. I’ve been looking for answers in places I would normally avoid.
I’ve read pamphlets, I’ve talked to strangers, I’ve read a few chapters of The Good Book, but I’m
still sleepless and restless and hoping for something more. I hope I haven’t disappointed you.
Yours,
Dear Mother,
Not much of an update. Just wanted to let you know that I miss your cooking.
Yours,
Dear Mother,
The road is long and lonely. I’m surprised my car hasn’t broken down yet, but I suppose I’m in
good hands, since you blessed my journey before I left. I haven’t eaten much lately, but I’m
drinking lots of water, I promise. It’s been hard without you, but I’m doing this for you. At least, I
think I am. I miss you tons. Send everyone my love.
Yours,
Dear Mother,
What have I done?
Who will I be?
Who will I love?
Who will love me?
Yours,
Favor Chujor is a part-time tarot reader and full-time lover, attempting to make sense of the
world around her through poetry and song. She is the author of the substack newsletter,
aquarius mercury, proud mother to an orange cat named Homer, and friend to all worms that
appear after the rain.
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