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that looked like a fractured moon split <\/p>\n\n\n\n We sent the waiter away and sat <\/p>\n\n\n\n I was kind of nine\u2014 then I was almost fifteen\u2014 <\/p>\n\n\n\n We heard a \u0632\u0641\u0629<\/em> happening from afar <\/p>\n\n\n\n We sipped while the faceless bride <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" that looked like a fractured moon splitby endless ripples whilewe pulled twochairs and sat in the outer corner of mylife as it passed us both by while youasked me over and overbut I was a good mother, wasn\u2019t I? We sent the waiter away and satalmost silently watching my lifeunfold from a corner table whileyou […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":24917,"template":"","categories":[64,11],"class_list":["post-24924","stsp_text","type-stsp_text","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-issue-33","category-lyrik"],"yoast_head":"\n
by endless ripples whilewe pulled two
chairs and sat in the outer corner of my
life as it passed us both by while you
asked me over and over
but I was a good mother, wasn\u2019t I?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
almost silently watching my life
unfold from a corner table while
you asked me over and over
but I was a good mother, wasn\u2019t I?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
then I was about eighteen\u2014 then barely
twenty-one\u2014 then twenty-four\u2014 and by the time
the waiter had finally come with our empty drinks
I was twenty-eight\u2014 and in between
your sips of air you asked me again:
but I was *sip* a good mother, *sip* wasn\u2019t I?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
and peeked at the faceless bride & groom
stuck in an endless loop of walking down
a floral archway, then back, then down
the archway again until they finally stop
to rest in the seats across from us, and
we can finally get back to our talk\u2014
but I was a good mother, wasn\u2019t I?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
stared hungrily at your face and
because we were sitting in the outer
corner of my<\/em> life, I had assumed she
was me but it was your face she waited
for to finish sipping. She stared at your
thin lips as though sipping was an out-
of-body experience (you teasingly took
slower sips pretending not to understand)
You looked back at me\u2014your question
hitting me again and again like a wave
endlessly crashing in the wrong direction\u2014
but I was a good mother, wasn\u2019t I?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n