I discovered why
my brother and I
almost collapsed, each afternoon at five,
when Jean Plaidy enticed mother
into another chapter
rather than keep
her emaciated boys alive.

I discovered why
my brother and I
almost collapsed, each afternoon at five,
when Jean Plaidy enticed mother
into another chapter
rather than keep
her emaciated boys alive.

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