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the final time I saw my mother she was trying to find the last strawberry on her plate. I walked up behind her and kissed the top of her head and said I love you. She reached up a sticky hand and brushed away where I kissed then lowered it again into the juicy bowl. I was going to say we never know which strawberry will be our last but I think she knew— damn slippery thing.
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Jim Daniels‘s many collections of poetry include Gun/Shy (Wayne State University Press, 2021). He lives in Pittsburgh where he taught at Carnegie Mellon University as the Thomas Stockham Baker University Professor of English.