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Lily Brett

from The Auschwitz Poems

Marilla

When
Marilla

who’d
taught
you  

patience
and
colors

at
kindergarten 

threw
herself 

against
the
electric
fence

it
gripped
her 

and
left

little
shreds

 of
flesh

fried
to
the
wire

she’d
thought

if
God
was
watching 

she’d
join
Him

for
a
better view.