I Will Hem the Skirt of Your Pain

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stitch it tight, make it light, easier
to haul. Let my hands do this
for you—let them unburden you, peel
that snaked skin new. I will wrap you,
snug from the thing that quickens your pulse,
hold you warm like sun-rubbed sheets.
Let me trim that ache, sew it with love
and safe. I’ll fold you close, one yard at a time.
I’ll tuck myself in the raw cotton of you.

199 thoughts on “I Will Hem the Skirt of Your Pain”

  6. kdotnicole

    wonderful poem. i may have aired it in the office to the dog :) i would like to hear you read it.

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