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Like lichen boulders both dead and alive, her baby teeth are weighing anchor in restless gums. One by one her howls wean each pumpkin tooth from chewing foods into a wider gap in her smile and pillow burial recasting me as the tooth fairy out of my parental role in the hell that only our children, when innocently suffering, know quite how to damn us to. by Albert Cipriani |
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Bio:
Albert Cipriani, a former newspaper reporter, photojournalist, magazine editor, and English teacher now lives with his wife, Janice, and four goats on three acres in a Southern Californian canyon. He is a technical writer for the computer industry and an apologist for orthodox Catholic issues in Catholic journals such as The Angelus and The Remnant, on his Catholic website, and through his religious philosophy newsletter. His poetry has been published in The Acorn, New Improved Mushrooms, and The Remnant.
his web site his Religious Philosophy group |
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