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Mama Mada
Worlds Apart
by Step hen Bo yce
I dig a round hole
and plant a tree.
You dig a square hole
and bury a child.
I fill my hole with scoops of loam,
tamp it with my heel
and water the soil.
You fill your hole with coffin wood,
handfuls of red clay
and mother’s tears.
My tree bursts into life.
Your child lies still.
I watch the cut worm flail
before it heals.
You’ve never seen a worm
and have no word for healing.
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