Bill Renwind was content. Sure, the world was falling to pieces. The sickness was raging through the country. […]
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My mother’s shoes
I wear your soles now,
step out on your heel
and point to the future
in your old leather toes…
“If I’m called from class, behave yourselves. Otherwise, the Monitor will wreak vengeance.”
A rosebush of calm
A shrub of rest
A plant of good
And trees of soft
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