We wanted this.
Although
we said
we did not
every twitch of
our hamstrings
which pulled
on our knees
and caused our
feet to step
forward
were ones
we alone
called
into
action.
It was we who
chose to leave
or to enter
or to answer with
words
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harsh
or sweet
or to feel
pained
or elated
with the day’s
events.
Once,
in the midst of
the frying onions
the bickering children
&
the scent of
autumn air
after it had cooled
and grown heavy
with rain
we forgot
that the life we lead
is just a series
of acts of
will.
