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In Worcester Massachusetts	A
I went with Aunt Consuelo	B
to keep her dentist's appointment	C
and sat and waited for her	D
in the dentist's waiting room	E
It was winter It got dark	F
early The waiting room	E
was full of grown up people	B
arctics and overcoats	G
lamps and magazines	H
My aunt was inside	I
what seemed like a long time	J
and while I waited and read	K
the National Geographic	L
I could read and carefully	B
studied the photographs	M
the inside of a volcano	N
black and full of ashes	O
then it was spilling over	D
in rivulets of fire	D
Osa and Martin Johnson	P
dressed in riding breeches	O
laced boots and pith helmets	O
A dead man slung on a pole	B
Long Pig the caption said	K
Babies with pointed heads	O
wound round and round with string	Q
black naked women with necks	O
wound round and round with wire	D
like the necks of light bulbs	O
Their breasts were horrifying	Q
I read it right straight through	R
I was too shy to stop	S
And then I looked at the cover	D
the yellow margins the date	T
Suddenly from inside	I
came an oh of pain	U
Aunt Consuelo's voice	O
not very loud or long	V
I wasn't at all surprised	W
even then I knew she was	O
a foolish timid woman	P
I might have been embarrassed	X
but wasn't What took me	B
completely by surprise	O
was that it was me	B
my voice in my mouth	Y
Without thinking at all	B
I was my foolish aunt	Z
I we were falling falling	Q
our eyes glued to the cover	D
of the National Geographic	L
February	B
	-
I said to myself three days	O
and you'll be seven years old	A2
I was saying it to stop	S
the sensation of falling off	B2
the round turning world	C2
into cold blue black space	O
But I felt you are an I	D2
you are an Elizabeth	E2
you are one of them	F2
Why should you be one too	R
I scarcely dared to look	G2
to see what it was I was	O
I gave a sidelong glance	O
I couldn't look any higher	D
at shadowy gray knees	O
trousers and skirts and boots	O
and different pairs of hands	O
lying under the lamps	O
I knew that nothing stranger	D
had ever happened that nothing	Q
stranger could ever happen	P
	-
Why should I be my aunt	Z
or me or anyone	P
What similarities	O
boots hands the family voice	O
I felt in my throat or even	H2
the National Geographic	L
and those awful hanging breasts	O
held us all together	D
or made us all just one	P
How I didn't know any	B
word for it how unlikely	B
How had I come to be here	I2
like them and overhear	I2
a cry of pain that could have	J2
got loud and worse but hadn't	C
	-
The waiting room was bright	K2
and too hot It was sliding	Q
beneath a big black wave	L2
another and another	D
	-
Then I was back in it	M2
The War was on Outside	I
in Worcester Massachusetts	O
were night and slush and cold	A2
and it was still the fifth	N2
of February	B

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