March 16, 2008

That’s my boyfriend! she tells us

That’s my boyfriend!” she tells us
as the grey-haired man pushes himself
slowly backward. Using his feet.
The wheelchair moved more easily that way.

I think the world of her,” he says
being careful not to move too quickly
lest he jar his neck brace. (She calls it a halo.”)
His age amplifying his injuries

Her face, at age 91, beams as he says this.
And she suddenly looks exactly
as I imagine she did at age 18
Kind words will do that
Those kind in particular
Especially in this place


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