For Tania, Schnizhana, Irina, Lilia, Eva, Anna, Helena, Vadim

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Our whole menu of milk––
fresh from a cow belonging
to grandmother––hear it drum––
into the pail of fairy tale
an everlasting, pie––
no cinnamon––more apples than dough
sugary plums for acidity.
            Fruits to ground.
Want is a dirtless glass. Big hard
juicy apples fallen over Ukraine, bite.
                        Chew to transform.

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