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Sport 36: Winter 2008

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My mother drinks the medicine
but the warmth and her book
don't sink in.

The blanket's in the car.
When my father reaches
the top of the steps

she counts back to the shore
where another couple
are adjusting.

Time is running out
and they're trying to fit
the lake in.