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WE’LL NEVER FORGET BY LAVINIA KUMAR

For C. Though she looked almost too gaunt, too ill, she was maid of honor for her sister determined to join, no matter she was frail —             talked in a whisper. When, once, the chronic fatigue lifted, she played the...

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ANCIENT FARMLAND BY LAVINIA KUMAR

Now they can only see in their memory three hundred fine olive trees, grey-green leaves shaped like pea-pods near translucent in sun. They see green fruit hanging after being gifted by four-petal white flowers. They recall young...

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BEHIND THEIR SONGS BY LAVINIA KUMAR

Based on Irish myth & Mayan and Cherokee legend. Again he woke me. That mocking bird on the telephone line outside my window. His selection is long, one mimicked song, another, another. Phrases in echo of our local orchestra...

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I YEARN BY JENNIFER GURNEY

I yearn for the next windstorm on a morning I’m home for the sun’s rise so I can see the light dancing on the walls, floor and know you are here because we made an agreement you and I your last day, before you left I asked you...

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I HOPE BY JENNIFER GURNEY

I hope I haven’t shattered the new trust that we’ve tentatively forged just three days home from the shelter you and I for some reason I had thought you were ready for a visit to the vet but I was ever so wrong after a lengthy...

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THE BRUISE OF YOU BY JENNIFER GURNEY

today when I touch the box that holds your ashes that sits on the piano beside the box that holds your sister I hear gentle foot fall upstairs as my new cat-love adopted three days ago leaves the window perch to come downstairs...

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I TOUCH BY JENNIFER GURNEY

I touch your ashes in a wooden box atop the piano beside your collar and tufts of your hair in a small jar and a pawprint with your extra toes but it is the touching of the box that now holds you that I am lost and the tears...

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THE BUREAU BY THERESA MORITZ

Customer: You weren’t here yesterday. Clerk: I was. Were you? Customer: Let me get at it another way. You weren’t the one I spoke to. Clerk: Perhaps you were at a different window. Customer: He told me to come back to this...

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FOR JANE GOODALL, 1934-2025 BY NANCY HASKETT

Thank you for your curiosity, commitment to conservation, animal sanctuaries, reforestation, six decades of research and discovery thank you for showing us how apes use tools, form social bonds, hug, kiss, and tickle thank you...

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LOCKERBIE BY NANCY HASKETT BY NANCY HASKETT

I. Four days before Christmas, the 747 fell out of the sky, exploded into four million pieces scattered over hundreds of square miles, fragments as tiny as a piece from a circuit board, some so heavy and large they formed an...

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