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December, Moon of Sacrifice
    (for Elena and Sophia)
by Christina Pacosz

When rivers freeze in their beds
and trees explode in the cold
my heart is wood well-seasoned for the fire
My daughter and mother
lost to me and to each other
in this moon of funeral pyres
Just now on community radio
a Cherokee mourning song
primes my tears
Ma-ma ma-ma
your daughter misses you
A single starling feather
drifts down
with the falling snow






 

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