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I Stop Writing the Poem | The Gladdest Thing
to fold the clothes. No matter who livesor who dies, I’m still a woman.I’ll always have plenty to do.I bring the arms of his shirttogether. Nothing can stopour tenderness. I’ll get backto the poem. I’ll get back to beinga woman. But for nowthere’s a shirt, a giant shirtin my hands, and somewhere a small girlstanding... Read more »