January 24, 2022 / barton smock
.(some words on caregiving. where else
I keep shrugging. the children lose me or their mother or both. they are right beside us but we are weighing the weight of the sick with the lullaby that listens for our ribs to crack. this takes nothing from the lovely. subtraction wasn't born in a day. yesterday's builders didn't finish. it is not sleep it is watching paint sleep.
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