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September 2015, vol 11 no 3

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Marleen Hulst

May Day


Would they expect me to wear black? Her voice is soft. I can tell that in her heart she doesn't feel like seeing anybody else tonight. But in a few hours her house will be filled with family and neighbours, who tell her they are so sorry for her loss and yes, of course they will sit down for a moment and no, they won't stay for coffee.

At the age they all are, visits like these happen all the time.

May day
tiny egg shells
on our garden path


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