December 26, Umoja, unity, she lighted up the first candle, black candle, careful not to spill wax on the Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note open on the table,
“And then last night, I tiptoed up
To my daughter’s room and heard her
Talking to someone, and when I opened
The door, there was no one there…
Only she on her knees, peeking into
Her own clasped hands”
Claudia Delicato 