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I know her hands better than my own—
the way they move through every ordinary task,
the way they carry without complaint,
the way they answer before I ask.
Those hands braided hair and dried my tears,
clapped at every...
Her voice was the first safe thing I knew,
before my eyes could make much sense,
before the world had shown its shape—
her voice was the first evidence
that I was not alone in it,
that someone warm was...
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Now that I am older I can see
the things she hid from me so carefully—
the worry that wore her face at night,
the sacrifice she made look light and free.
She gave from empty, never showing empty,
she...
Her love is like a steady light—
not the flash of fireworks overhead,
not the brilliant sudden burning,
but the lamp beside the bed.
The one that's always on when you come home,
the one that doesn't flicker or go...
Father Poems
She braided my hair in the morning
while humming a song she half-remembered,
the mirror holding both our faces
in the light of those Octobers and Decembers.
I did not know then what I was holding—
I thought it ordinary,...
There is a smell that returns me immediately—
her kitchen at the end of the day,
the spices and the warmth and the particular
music that her cooking used to play.
I can make the recipe exactly—
I have the...
We ran barefoot through the summer grass
without once considering the glass—
the world was large enough to run in,
the afternoon too long to be slow.
The grass knew our weight by heart,
the path knew where we always...
We played until the darkness came to find us—
not until a clock said time was up,
but until the light itself recalled us,
the dusk the only stop.
No one wanted to be the first to leave—
the game...
She told her stories in the language of her hands,
the gestures filling in what words could not—
the demon larger than she could describe,
the hero braver than any school had taught.
We sat in the circle of her...
Life Poems
The backpack was too big for the child carrying it—
it listed to the left on the way in,
but the pride was larger than the backpack,
and the pride leaned into it with a grin.
First day: the smell...
Summer vacation was its own country—
a place that operated by different laws,
no alarm, no schedule, no particular purpose
except the great, ungoverned because.
The days were long in the way that only childhood
manages to stretch and hold...
There was a tree that let me be a king—
the highest branch my throne, the sky my kingdom,
and from up there the neighborhood was miniature,
the adults small and robbed of their dominion.
I went there when I...
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