I Never Believed in Ghosts
The apparition was cautious
Materializing in a slow, steady way
I had never believed in ghosts
Spirit was something I pretended to believe in
At church
But I didn’t.
My schemata would not allow me to let this creature into my mind
She gave me a sad look and dematerialized
I possibly missed my last chance to speak to my mother
But she taught me not to believe
And she did a great job
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