bonsai garden—
the way little things
matter
—Mona Bedi
deep winter
more bone than skin
on mother’s hands
—Mona Bedi
leafless tree the children we lose to war
—Mona Bedi
a crescent
in the old dog's eyes
winter mist
—Mona Bedi
leaky tap I let out a gossip
—Mona Bedi
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