for Nan
I rise up from my Sunday recline
long enough to select a proper bookmark
for surely this story deserves better
than a torn and tattered scrap
from the used bookstore, used
deserves, perhaps, a bookmark
made by an artist friend
from cut paper instead —
attended, intricate, precious
intended for just this…
this intricate story cut
from words and time
from memory and nerve
cut from the heart
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