If I could…
Rockslinga posts this new Elmaz Abinader poem:
If I put one child on my shouldersThe rest here.
thrust myself forward scrape my feet
to clear the rubble, or water, waste or shards
If I hold the small legs in each of my hands
steady the bounce of the body
against my back, keep the child from falling
maybe the water will clear relieving the palms…
