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Iris Liu
Poems
Feb 2012
once
A glare from his mother,
her arms folded like the paper crane
I’ve never been able to remember
how to create
The ringing of a cell phone
at one in the morning,
and an empty dial tone
on the other end
The salty stains on my face
that linger long after I stop crying
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Iris Liu
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