Hard Landing
written by: Lisa Reynolds
In the beginning,
there was a brick house
with thin walls,
creaky oak stairs
and a hard landing
by the front door.
I think of how she tossed
herself like a rag
to reach there.
I remember him saying,
she should have held the rail.
He’d tell me that
time and time again,
hold the rail, hold the rail.
I didn’t know if he cared
or it was just a command
on his list of many.
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