waiting for rain or
for snow
for the house to fall
minutes then hours then years
spent sitting at this table while the
days refuse to get any warmer
wars ending and wars
beginning
the ocean on fire
the animals deformed or dying
or not the animals
the children
this girl born blind
born without eyes without
arms without skin
twins attached at the skull
separated with great care
and then dead
buried or burned or eaten and
the baby asleep
his room
painted in soft colors
his tiny perfect hands
he will wake up and know
what it is to be loved
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