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      May 9, 2013When My Ex Called in SickDarla Biel

      I almost brought him soup. So strong
      was my habit of caring for him,
       
      I was willing to make it
      from scratch, the flesh falling
       
      from hen bones, the rings
      of celery and translucent onions,
       
      the round carrots floating,
      the slim bay leaf slip
       
      so potent I only need one.

      from #37 - Summer 2012

      Darla Biel

      “I tried to write poetry before I knew how to write letters. I asked my mom and grandma to ‘read’ my scribbles, and threw a royal fit when they told me I hadn’t written a poem. I’m still learning.”

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