What My Nephew Teaches Me, Two
The best intentions
can take
the cruellest forms.
Adoration
can be
a hurtful hand.
Someone needs
to flatten the palm,
unpoint the fingers,
and repeat gentle brushes,
teach you
how to have a “nice touch.”
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great…
your poems are great
glad i found ’em