Friday, August 9, 2013

Dancing With My Brother



We play the dance,
My brother and me,
Clumsily,
He links elbows with independence,
While I watch,
Wanting to help,
Offering.

He stumbles
Through
The asphalt parking lot
Then silently,
He reaches
For my hand,
The hand
He refused
Moments
Ago,
And he never
Lets go.

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