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By Monday afternoon,

they had gone.

 

A For Rent sign

stood in the yard

like a red tooth

 

and a child’s bike lay,

upended, on the lawn.

 

Its body glittered

in the sun

like broken glass.

 

 

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Issue 78

Variations on Absence

edited by Laura M. Kaminski

 

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