Her daughter in shorts and sport bra sits victoriously on the floor, her arms raised above her head, a mouthpiece dangling from a crooked smile. Victory over a young boy in a cage fight. The mother leaves her seat in the stands with a bouquet in hand to present to her daughter. As she nears the ring she pulls back hair from her unsmiling face, a face reflecting confusion, the clash of her ethics with those of her youngest girl.
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A poem for today …
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