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A quarterly international literary journal

May I Never Forget




/ Poetry /

My grandmother once told me that an elephant never forgets. While I didn’t believe her at first, I’m starting to think she told the truth.

My grandmother once told me that if I don’t practice the piano, I will have to solve an equation for every minute of time I waste.

My grandmother once told me that every Irishman was a poet, but that they only practice the craft after meeting someone they love.

My grandmother once told me that when I decide to read a book, I learn to hear what others say without interrupting their thought.

My grandmother once told me that if I listen closely in the night, I can hear wild coyotes cackling over their small, helpless prey.

Why do I remember what my grandmother once told me if she only said it once?

There is only one explanation:

I am an elephant.

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