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Remembering My Brother Before He Became a Cult Leader

Didn’t they see
you could only tell the truth
while bouncing a ball.

A boy’s heart
pounding
Thump! Thump!
Thump! Thump!

Up and down the asphalt driveway
across the kitchen linoleum,
off the garage door.

Another window
taken out of your allowance.

So many voices
all shouting
stop it with that ball.

Sacrifice

Votive

There’s no way to measure
the length of the blade
by studying the scar

even in braille

but mother
is quick to remind us

self-sacrifice
is always
self serving