Fragility

Be careful!

His mother warned.

Between your palms–

which I hope are clean–

you hold a snow white

dove.

Look!

It already has a broken wing.

 

And his palms met,

his cuffs stained with oozing crimson.

 

He felt nothing

at all. 

 

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