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84 pages, Paperback
First published August 15, 2016
The mothers march parades through the cemetery. / Joy is for the afterlife, they say, / and drape the headstones with myrrh and lace. / The keys hang between the breasts of our daughters now. / They palm cigarettes and speak of revolution. / We tell them the prophets have been dead for ages, / the flags crumbled in the riots.