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Katrina Roberts


8 December 2009
Vol. 9, No. 4

Why do we love you? So easy:

You have many faces

And each one shines upon us.


6 December 2009
Vol. 9, No. 4

The body was one thing we always had

in common, even when between us

a continent unfolded. Eric says,

"We scattered his ashes beneath the Japanese Maple

here behind the house." No ceremony,

as you wished, but this…

The Farm-Labor Camp Is Just Down the Road

4 December 2009
Vol. 9, No. 4

Not coop so much as aviary. The way

everyone thinks

the youngest two are twins

despite their differences.

This memory of a blue dress

the tall man called a cool drink of water.

Alessio's Hand

2 December 2009
Vol. 9, No. 4

Comes to me in the dream of Odin's eye

resting in smooth silt at the bottom of the Well of Wisdom.

She was one of three sisters, her head thrown

back in laughter. It was hard to look for very long.

Are there still coyotes roaming those fields? A name floats

in—white eyelet, a dress. An armful of daisies…

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