“After Running To My Daughter Late in the Night, She Tells Me Her Nightmare is About Snakes, Not Poisonous, and a Little Bit of Bears”

“After Running To My Daughter Late in the Night, She Tells Me Her Nightmare is About Snakes, Not Poisonous, and a Little Bit of Bears” by Jan LaPerle begins:

I do not know if people like
to give statistics about
Deaths in America or if it’s
a habit or if it makes them feel
certain about something or other,
but I do not like it.  Especially
when my daughter in the next room
is meowing or when an airplane
is flying over our house and I think
of my brother, a new pilot.
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