Poetry. Cotquean, by Christopher Jones. Image: a pair of boxing gloves suspended from a knitting needle and thread. In the gloves, the silhouette of a man and his son.

poetry: Cotquean

Cotquean I’m sewing up tears in my boxing gear: a needle, black thread and bachelor stitches. I’m cross-legged on the bathroom floor while Pharaoh splashes in the tub beside me, a pink and laughing treasure two years long. I ran his bath, undressed his happy body. Now I wash his hair, speak quietly through the […]

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