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Migrate

At the pond We see frogs, Hundreds, my son says, How there are so many Frogs, as we walk past The pond, Or how they are small, Maybe two centimeters, Or how their bodies look Like stones, Until they Move, … Continue reading

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Matter

My older son is looking For the quotient, Because he is doing math And it is a problem Of division, And I tell him how the total Number can be divided into Parts And how, sometimes, sometimes There is a … Continue reading

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Moon

We are driving home, Passing New York City, On the right, Out the car window, And it is a skyline, In the sky, Like a line of teeth, And my oldest son Finds it, pointing, Telling his younger brother, Saying the … Continue reading

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Airplane

We are at a science fair, At the grammar school, And my son is learning How to make a paper airplane, Taking a blank sheet of paper, And folding it, Over and over, With his fingers. And they still have … Continue reading

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No

Eighty seconds, my mother says, Over the telephone. And she is telling me, How a girl died, how She was killed, Shot point-blank at school By another student, With a shotgun, or How her head was a target. And I am talking Over … Continue reading

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Needles

I tell my husband how I saw needles, Hypodermic and laying, On the side of the road, Dumped there from a trash can Overturned on trash day. Which side, my husband asks me, And he is looking at our bed, … Continue reading

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Hand

I am practicing spelling with my son, Saying the word sever out loud, Letter by letter, joining together, Like bones. And my son is telling me about how, He was playing with his friends and One of them pretended that … Continue reading

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