children

No. 28 / in doing so

i do yes, i do take two knees to the car­peted floor of my daughter’s room and, with her fore­head on the meat of my right arm, show her, with accu­racy, how it is that she is watched over. she does yes, she does man­age to sit through what seems like…
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No. 21 / having them

peo­ple have asked in a way that is almost exactly rude, how it is or isn’t, con­sid­er­ing my waver­ing ten­dency to link myself with the desire to write, that I have yet to put fin­ger to key and explain in unabashed obscu­rity what it is or isn’t like to wit­ness life begin­ning — and…
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