Go find each other. Weep that you are first and last, the broken beaker and the empty glass. You were not wanted simple, middle, last-born child and the second fiddle. Hold hands, dry tears, do not exclaim that wrinkled foreheads are a loosing game, but laugh. Rejoice that this is your stone alone, to try … More go find each other ii
Go find each other. Soft-boil eggs and burn the toast. The dog will jump on the couch no matter what you do, so let him. Do not ignore your heart. … © 2015 Anna-Christina Betekhtin, All Rights Reserved.
Water used to flow so softly over my hands. It hurts to swallow. I drink water and remember how it touches everything inside, how nothing can live without being softened. I try to let myself be soft. I try to flow gentle. … © 2015 Anna-Christina Betekhtin, All Rights Reserved.
We’ll come home soon. Apples are sweet there, and I don’t forget things as easy. I wash the dishes. I fold laundry. I read the newspaper. I remember what it was like when I was small. I make sure the dry cleaning came in, buy lemons and beer and dill and pork chops for dinner. … More dill and pork chops
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