1:48 PM
i still love this line: i like your hands, all full of glory.
i want my hands to be all full of glory. i have a complicated relationship with my hands. somewhere on this site, i think, is a poem partially about that. mostly i wish they were a little longer, more lithe. and right now, i wish the giant blister on my thumb was gone.
it is hard to do any number of normal day to day things with a giant burn blister on your thumb: writing, unbuttoning the top button on your jeans, lifting furniture...