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Sonja Benskin Mesher
Poems
Apr 2019
.the fire.
were you sent to tell me i am good
to hold my shoulders?
meanwhile the fire burns
up the road
near by
where you live
later she was sick in the road
brown and nasty
crouched down and crying
we called her darling
yet could not help her
the fire smouldered up the road
across the hill
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