Tagged: time

my six aunts and

my six aunts and
uncle gather around
grandma’s hospital
bed, allowing
the performance of
procedure to overtake the
art of living.
Their hands
are collectively
tied in the pursuit
of individual
blamelessness.

grandma looks
on, one against
six, a tube down
her throat, mindful
of cumulative losses.

as in every
situation, time
flexes its
muscles, taunting us
to hold on or let go
while duty,
devotion, and rivalry
measure us for both
.
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after a

after a
packed train
pulls away
from a

crowded
subway platform,
those morning commuters
who are left behind to
wait for the
next

train
turn into
choristers, huddled
together
in
sections,

arranged
by time and
gumption, over best
sound, heads down,
conductor-
less, tuned
out

and into
the digital
music of their
lives, primed for
the next set of
train doors to
open right
in front of
them
.
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there’s a rule about

let us take it three-

two minutes before

three doors

spring will catch us off-