"Is a part of your family,."
I would fix this punctuation mark.
"The pitcher on your wall,"
Is this supposed to be picture? It could work as pitcher but that's a bit more unusual so I'm just checking.
Anyways, the answer? Run, run across the hills, and don't even look back for a fraction of a second, for if you catch even a glimpse of a shadow of another living being, you die, right there, right then, like Lot's wife becoming a pillar of salt when she glimpsed the face of God. I do like this poem's theme and presentation a lot. Non-belief and family bonds, sounds like the dark underbelly of traditional American family structure. And if you're writing on this site, that's likely also something you've had a bit too much experience with, even if it's not the main Leitmotif of your youth. The idea that first you see the end, then you see something to get rid of gives me an interesting image of something like an invisible wall in the form of an object. Then, it compares a family member to an object, and returns back to the alienation theme of the beginning. So, awesome poem, just polish it up a bit is all I have to say.
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