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I Quit
He’s taller than me when he stands on the bench, and he takes joy in jumping into my arms, wrapping his legs around mine and smiling his big smile. The problem is he is too big for me to hold. I am losing my grip as I say to him firmly, “feet on floor.” He…
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Ten Dead Dogs
When you are gone I turn on different lamps. I watch documentaries, and eat foods you don’t indulge in. Lasagna, quiche and cherries. I dare to listen to my own voice. She feels for the families, you decry the murderers. I am reaching between the bars, and playing see-saw with a young girl on the…
