Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

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senselessly
my Mum
though
i know

from where
she came
until the
day she

passed away
still carried
baggage
from

where she had
come from
other then
from my

Nonna who
we called
Nona be
cause

she said so
america 
now we
live so

parla solo only
Inglese we 
are now
them

and will
become
and fit
in so

no worry about
names and
taunting
even if

it seems
the ropes
seem to
be ever

tightening
for though
they throw
words

like wop just
stop and
pick up
that

coal that they
threw at you
we'll use it
to cook

dinner but this
will persist in
your mind
for a life

time and as 
time passed
by i saw my
Mum in a

grocery store
we kissed
and hug
ed but

she whispered
in my ear
don't buy
oranges

now because
next week
the price
is going

to be
less

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