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Volume 43.2
Summer 2012

 

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Those Nights

When I wake with leg cramps, my mother rubs my legs up and down until I can go to sleep. Widowed for many years, she is used to me jumping in bed with her on those long nights. I fall asleep trying to match my breathing to hers.

I know there are night spirits who take children away and never give them back.

new nightmare—
the reading lamp casts
a circle of light


by Marjorie Buettner

 

 

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