remember her elbows.
i recall
the sharpness of them
at the bend
of her stick like arms.
she used to rub lotion on them,
some sort of plant
based suave.
aloe, perhaps.
they were soft elbows.
the skin,
yet strange
and boney, knife like
things. weapons
of some sort.
at night i worried about
my teeth
and eyes. my nose.
sleeping far far away
on the other side.
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