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tea

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I ask her

has she brought

the baby.  sister


I have.  her other children

listen for cars

by the road.  the three of them


like dogs; distant, loyal.  I should say


good dogs.  they are like good dogs


your boys.  the baby is unwrapped.


it does not scream.  I ask her


does it scream.  sister


it does.  it puts its mouth

on the inside

of my belly.   the people in my dreams


have dreams.  I tell her


what nonsense.  I tell her


the dirt

was dirt

and our mother

I would catch her

eating it.


ii.


my quiet sister and her quiet boys

visit so little. 


you

like your mother


whose mouth

would deny

my fingers. 

         





       





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are devil

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broken tooth, top half; heart of a mime. 

a miner’s fork.

one glove, still.  one glove, not.

ghosts, arthritic.

statues of men pushed onto women.

statues of women, listen.  like pockets.  for coin.

sun on a stone.  stone in the dark.