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was resigned to never
getting married, especially never having
children, until John Ross spread his yoga
mat next to mine in the Hatha Yoga class
at the Canton YWCA and that was it.

Mother was unsympathetic,
Appalled to have me interrupt her life

Over the telephone like sisters they gossiped about classmates.

I’ve broken my wrist and have to wear a blue and white sling to hoist my right arm higher than my heart. Which reminds me of the blue-and-white Mothercare sling I wore to hold the baby more than forty years ago. I learned...

The color and surface of its segments said it was real;
There had been flesh on the bones.

Now I know these sentences won’t leave me alone
until I describe fully their longing

No words exist to describe us here

The boy remembered the hay ride
Down the center of town.
He and his mother and dad
Ran to catch on to the wagon

There is a thread I follow home.
It runs from where I am to who you are