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After dinner, I wash the dishes,

look out the window.

            I say

to the world: Captivate me.

The world spins. I mimic the motion.

            I hear

my mother somewhere,

reminding me of my motion sickness.

            I prevent

nausea by losing track of time.

The world laughs and calls me dizzy.

- Yetta Rose Stein

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