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HANDS

My father shut
the bathroom door
behind us,

shoved me under
an icy shower,
slapped me

each time I broke
eye contact.
I couldn’t

keep looking at him,
knowing how his hands
vibrated slightly.



At times I fear
my own hands,
the wings

of a dragonfly
unfolding,
their inherent buzz.