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October 2013, vol 9, no 3

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Steve Andrews


Memory

Early morning in the park, they walk slowly, holding hands. She, out of simple affection. He, because without her touch, would lose his way or simply stop, forgetting why he is there. Coming to the lake and the park bench, they sit.

her fingertip tracing
the date of their wedding—
morning dew




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