A Knife on My Back
If I stayed upright, I felt the knife on my back, but if I leaned forward,
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If I stayed upright, I felt the knife on my back, but if I leaned forward,
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They are fading into ghosts, the mothers from My childhood years. First the steps slowing, then
“My parents are Regan fanatics,” Josh said. He isn’t really speaking to me, but I am
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I shop for lovely strangers bathed in the fluorescence of grocery store light Even after midnight
The Cliftonville Football Club stadium was a venerated wooden structure built in the 1920s near Belfast,
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Pleasantly ensconced in our bedroom, lying back on plush pillows, baby sprawled across my expanding middle,