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by Spiel
Darlene found Fern
sprawled
on her bedroom floor
soiled green nightgown
twisted over her head
a bag of m&m’s
spread out in a perfect circle
around a caster
at the foot of her bed
Just like Amos’d planted
my Mother’s Day roses each year
Fern said to Darlene
until they were in a full circle
Fern said
and then you know
what happened to him
don’t you?
she said
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