Wednesday
09Dec2009
Steps
MARSHALL DURY
gravely cement
not meant for
skipping a step.
it was here that
if one wasn’t careful,
shins could be
scraped down
to their bone.
those sharp
corners
poured by
a day laborer
decades ago.
it was here that
dad broke his ribs—
after falling from a
ladder while cleaning
the gutters.
him asking me not to
get mom. his torso
sprawled across 3 of
the 4 vicious angles.
it was above these
steps that we affixed
giant inflatable tree
ornaments at Christmas.
hanging on sharp angles
in the blustery New England
winter wind.


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