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From Denise Riley:

December 20, 2017

I never could grasp human absence.
It always escaped me, the real name

of this unfathomable simplest thing.
It’s his hands I remember the most.

But that’ll go. Some women take on
a wary look and seem bleached out.

They get pierced by a casual remark
that makes them harden or go vague.

‘I fought for strength and tearlessness
and found both.’ What price, pride.

– 7. ‘He lies somewhere in France.’ Somewhere.


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