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Pica
by Glenna Luschei
All the people
I didn't thank for my
Pyrex are dead:
the tin recipe box
my ex-husband's mother gave me.
Simple 3" x 5" cards I could never follow.
I gave up on the Singer treadle.
In this recipe for date pudding
I let it cool
just as she typed.
I came to love her pica script
precise, small boned as she.
She typed my master's thesis:
Wright Morris, Nebraska Writer.
She changed the baby’s diaper.
When our anniversary came
she warned,
“Now don’t ask for silver.”
I cast off her message: “Forego
your heart’s desire.” |
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