He told me that the night his mother died, there were storms & far away there was purple lightning & someone left the window open & the room filled with a swirl of butterflies & she slipped out quietly without anyone noticing & I'm sure the grief was softer because of that.
• Archival print on museum quality, 100% cotton, acid-free paper. • Includes low-VOC foamcore backing & comes protected in a poly sleeve.
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