The Poolside Chat
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Three women
lounge beside a pool -- comparing scars and silently, the sizes of a spreading waist. Laughing at the family branches, reading stories for reprieve. Different brands of syllables to suit the weight of sorrow's cloth and longing, well, it hangs in sacks beneath the eyes behind their shades -- it hangs in every swaying elm. Children cackle in the water, One discusses discipline |
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© Copyright: Janet Buck
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Melt Magazine 2003
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