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I Am Followed by Strange Ghosts by Sarah Manguso

They look at me lovingly and rattle their chains a little. When I
awaken they are already standing around the bed, looking at me as if
ready to speak, but they never speak.

Whose memories are these?

After
My Great-Grandmother Frances Got a Cochlear Implant, She Raised Her
Voice a Little When She Asked My Mother, "What’s That Noise?"

Birds.

by Sarah Manguso

This poem appears in the new online issue of CUE. There are lot of other great poems there too, including new work by Reb Livingston, Elizabeth Willis, Richard Siken, Matt Hart, Dorothea Lasky, Tim Peterson, Mathias Svalina and
Julia Cohen.

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  1. What a beautiful poem and the collage in the post below is great too. They both fit hand in hand. Have a great day.

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