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		<title>before her mother died</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Jan 2020 21:27:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Lisa Reily she didn’t know that her family was only held togetherby an old plastic Christmas tree,her mother’s pierogies,and homemade lemon cheesecake. she had always planned to make her mother’s food,but only ever watched her cook;now her hands were lost without a recipe. she didn’t know her father had never understoodwhy her mother had left him, even though he’d <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/before-her-mother-died/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>Explainable Earthquakes</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Jan 2020 21:27:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Tammy L. Breitweiser The fancy folding chairs are arranged in soldier rows facing the front. A movie theater of grief; only one showing. All sounds are muffled like there are bunnies lining the walls. Low music plays distinctive to a funeral home. You never hear it anywhere else. To describe it becomes impossible and lives in the same fog <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/explainable-earthquakes/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>More Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Dec 2019 14:09:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Justin Karcher More poems about Cowboy Bebop. More poems about Red Bull, but the sugar free kind, cuz the 7-Eleven u go to was out of the regular kind &#38; ur kinda addicted to the idea of having wings&#8230; even if those wings aren’t as sweet as they should be, cuz it’s so fuckin’ nice to fly over all <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/more-poems/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>Shouldn&#8217;t Mother Be A Song?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 21:36:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Prosper Enotor Path these curtains to my childhood, let in some light. This poem is the clattering of a coin toss in a room &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; the beep of a c-4 seconds away from explosion. At age four i first learn to nod, to balance day and night on my tongue.then, pain was not having enough toy to fill the <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/shouldnt-mother-be-a-song/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>Between Wakeful Stillness and Bothered Slumber</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Oct 2019 11:30:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Sophie Kearing “Hello?” I croak. “Oh… did I wake you? It’s nine a.m.” “I know, Mom. I had a rough night. Cara had another… episode.” A judgmental pause, and then: “An episode, Margaret?” I shift under my bedding, which seems to be imbued with the very essence of sleeplessness. I spent last night watching over my daughter, who’d suffered <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/between-wakeful-stillness-and-bothered-slumber/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>keep your eye</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2019 12:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Mia Wright (Uses excerpts from the song “Anticipate” by Ani DiFranco.) 1.“we don&#8217;t say everything that we couldso that we can say later, &#8216;oh, you misunderstood&#8217;”in the story I heard,someone else played the role of villain,though my mother never revealedtheir evil deed.she just said it, like slidinga note underneath the door.When my mother doesn&#8217;t giveexplanations willingly,don&#8217;t even bother asking. <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/keep-your-eye/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>Herds</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2019 05:49:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Anita Goveas I’ve always wanted a trunk. Hands are useful, but wonky lungs mean more time bumside-down means itches in hard-to-reach places. I saw Asian elephants at Chester zoo, Aunty Devika drove us from Stockport in her Mini Cooper. They liked to roll around in the mud, I could see that. But it turned into a two-inhaler day, so <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/herds/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>Sentimental Passing</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2019 12:31:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Lamar Neal Last night, I had a dream that my mother died And I woke in a cold sweat awaiting her voice. As I awaited for her to answer my calls, I cried Unsure how I would live if God made his choice. In that moment, life itself became surreal And every fairy tale proved itself as fake. Though <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/sentimental-passing/">Read More</a></p>
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