Monday, April 29, 2013

Palm reading

I used to
hold your hand when we
crossed the street.
It was warm
and firm, unlike the bony
fingers I hold now.


1 comment:

  1. I miss the clasp of Grandma Trini. This was powerful and evocative.

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