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An ambulance driving through a city at dusk.

The Sacrifice

By Kristal Peace (This poem contains domestic abuse.) My mother holdsMy hand as we navigateThe city’s streets during rush hour,The song of sirens escorting us home.She holds the grocery bagThat yanks her toward dinner. She holdsThe sharp words my fatherFlings at her when she thinksThe day is going well. She…

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My Sister Maddie

by William Thompson I wake sometimes, knowing my sister has been looking at me—about to say something, but she never does. The words of blame never come. That came from my father, but even he never spoke the words that have condemned me for almost three decades, not even in…

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Father of All Grudges

By Dawn Goodwin I hate it when people owe me money and act like they don’t know it. This kind of thing makes it easy for me to hold a grudge against them.  I bet the first grudge ever held by mankind was between Adam and Eve. I’m sure Adam…

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