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Refuge

(listening to public radio)

A man is interviewed

Via translation

I lost my daughter in

The explosion

Here is a picture of her

There are two;

She was twin to the

Daughter I still have

Paper riffles, passing

The photograph back

And forth

Her mother is gone, too

He does not say his

Wife

I wonder if he says

“Mother” instead,

Because this is

The relationship that

Must matter now

The mother of his

Living daughter died,

And he must see to

That for her

Or is it that he cannot

Bring himself to say

Again, my wife