Greetings, Hive account@gemmy. You write from a very intimate, usually hidden space. You achieve with the enumeration of the days a faithful reflection of the pain that remains and from which there seems to be no way out for this alienated character.

You make a strong statement:

"I see mother in my face, settling into the tense darkness beneath my eyes".

it seems that the mother has become so deep in her that you can no longer separate yourself from her.

From there the third person voice changes to that of a third person. It is a very interesting text