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From the November 2012 Print Edition

for Riley At twenty inches tall you first stood up, Attracting my attention with loud coos Under the glass-top table where the news Was spread around my clinking coffee cup. Finger to finger touched, then palm to palm, A game played on the glass less than an urge To find the path on which our lives . . . . Continue Reading »