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My Sister
Outside is the boom!crash!
Grown-up anger ball world
but she—
moon-faced,
radish-legged,
heart-for-a-mouth girl—
wills and whirls
a world of playground pirates,
fall-down demons, laughable evil;
anchors all three feet of me
to a Lite-Brite, undark
universe.
Jenny Lee
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