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Maria Giesbrecht
SOMEWHERE, A PACIFIER IS USED
for the last time. A child lets go.
The night groans as I fall asleep
on his pullout couch. A grandma
puts her oxygen aside. Time
is passed around like diamonds
in a good family. We borrow
each other’s last closed fists.
