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August 9, 2018 / barton smock

person Natasha Kochicheril Moni, five poems

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Natasha Kochicheril Moni is a 2018 Jack Straw Writer and the author of four poetry collections (The Cardiologist’s Daughter, Two Sylvias Press, 2014; Lay Down Your Fleece, Shirt Pocket Press, 2017; Nearly, Dancing Girl Press, 2018; A Nation (Imagined), winner of the 2018 Floating Bridge Press chapbook competition, forthcoming). http://www.natashamoni.com/

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When Asked What You Know About Grief, You Remind Me

of me—that I don’t believe in umbrellas

or eggs or beets or anything

that could pass for an egg,

an umbrella, a beet.

You tell me there is a meadow beyond

the fence over there and how it disappeared

your dog—but that fence is falling,

has been in a perpetual state

of suspension since you and I have—

and you are allergic to fur.

You are in the middle of an omelet

without ketchup, only because there isn’t,

and you tell me grief is…

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