after years of carrying this
"it’s not heavy, it’s bulky"
the climb inevitable
and the fall apparently certain
hitchcock filmed my nightmares
and greek myths dictated my burdens
and surely opera played a part
the hardest part of parenting
is not what you expected;
it is not what you didn’t expect;
it is that you get both together
the fear of edges and falling over
the overwhelming guilt for doing what i
always knew i would do
you can have help but you must
ask the right person
the precisely worded question
a verbal key in a maze of locks
after years of carrying this
surprise and expectation and
the constant fear of falling
every time you remember
"they look like big, good, strong hands"
you burst into tears. but they did
look like strong hands. they were.
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