It Starts With Tenderness by Ellen Steinbaum
It Starts with Tenderness by Ellen Steinbaum The helping hand cupping the elbow that we shake off as if we didn’t notice, as if we felt no sting. The children—adult now, middle-aged– take bundles from our hands,/solicitous in unburdening, and—- like us/calibrating, sounding for decay. Before their visits we clear the house of the crimes […]
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