Glorified Gumbo

When my mom died 

she left behind 

the memory of her 

homemade chicken gumbo soup. 

Despite years of my sister and I 

begging my dad for that recipe, 

he’d always refused. 

It’s only now that I’m an adult 

able to truly understand heartbreak

and sacrifice 

did I realize that soup 

had always been from the can. 

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