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By Merlie M. Alunan
Two dolls in rags and tatters, one missing an arm and a leg, the other blind in one eye—
I grabbed them from her arms, “No,” I said, “they cannot come.”
Each tight baggage I had packed only for the barest need:
no room for sentiment or memory to clutter with loose ends my stern resolve.
I reasoned, even a child must learn she cannot take what must be left behind.
And so the boat turned seaward, a smart wind blowing dry the stealthy tears I could not wipe.
Then I saw—rags, tatters and all— there among the neat trim packs, the dolls I ruled to leave behind.
Her silence should have warned me she knew her burdens as I knew mine:
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House on fire sing!
Stove under water stay,
Earth filled well die.
by Jaime An Lim
weighing
measuring
between dread
and desire.
of furtive brushes