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The ending is not new, yet still
I hesitate to face the remains
of time resurfacing as I clean
out closed drawers, sort through
sealed attic boxes.
Two mothers, we sat
and drank, gazed into our glasses,
zeroed in on anger, and felt afraid
of the world that had never been
safe for our children.
Ed. by Tianna G. Hansen and Kristin Garth,
Rhythm & Bones Press,
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