she ignores it
and goes back to cross
stitching
another plaque to hang
on the wall.
no place like home is one.
love makes the world
go around
is another.
what's this one say, i ask
her.
never get married, she
says, laughing,
then turns to me,
making a little heart
with her two hands.
don't do that, i tell her.
i hate when people do that.
it's stupid.
i know, she says.
i know, it's why i do it.
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