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after Franz Wright's "Circle"Say we have a child, then another. Who's to say we can't have more?Granny took your uncle with her. Bad hearts all around.There was so much sex before you.Now you want to know why I can't won'tOne daughter plucksa skull from the garden.One daughter slurpsfish scales from a fountain.Dreams come crashing throughhorses, umbrella into Saturday.The daughter drawsa sun on the sidewalk puddlesacross grass. Riverrun until her legsno more. Up, she saysI want to hold you. In my lap,she draws more sun. Can't you please? my husband wants to know. I am sorrythere is not enough of me for you.It comes from everywhere. Sand in your shoes.Shake them out before you come in. Wipe your teethon the mat. Say okay and I will until I diebecause our daughter wantsanother sun. Because our daughter wants youso I do and I make and I am. [End Page 173]