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Allison LaSorda

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Bite

A poem. July | August 2021

Age of Collapsing

December 2012
Forcing back my tears, I ran quickly back down the stairs, and, restraining my pound- ing heart, I took my shoes, and, placing them in front of Papa, joyously I took out all the objects, looking happy as a queen. Papa was laughing. He had also become joyous again. —St. Thérèse of Lisieux These are sweetnesses I have not chased: growing in…