Rebbitzin's Tattoo
poems by Franci Levine-Grater
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Remembrance
an abundance of wine
a small bag of avocados
and parentheses
my gifts are wrapped and ready
in this love poem to my soul
on this night of six million deaths
today is a gift
that's why it's called the present
if this is correct, press one
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