| By Marie-Elizabeth Mali,
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Published in : , Poetry |
Acupuncturists and Massage Therapists Working With Search and Rescue Personnel Most of them cannot stop chattering, but the firefighter, blue eyes watering, waits until after his massage to say, I found a foot today, put it in a bucket, and passed it down the pile. What do I do with that? I insert needles into the ears of another. She can’t sleep; her rescue dog refuses to eat because there’s no one to find. A third proposes marriage, says I’d love Miami, as I stretch his legs and rub his back to prepare him for another twelve hours on the pile. They thank us as if we are the heroes, we who have seen nothing and can barely manage, You’re welcome.
Marie-Elizabeth Mali was born and raised in NYC and is married to fellow New Yorker, Taylor Mali. She is a student in the MFA in Poetry program at Sarah Lawrence College and her work has appeared in the online journal 2River View and is forthcoming in Calyx.
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