yesterday
I was paralysed by grief again
I found myself holding on
to the edge of the sink
staggering, shaken,
when I came to
later,
peeling potatoes,
I found myself with my hands
submerged in the hot water
I had slipped them in,
then held them there,
unthinking
I,
who have always been
so careful with my hands,
now I don't even flinch
when they are burning
I don't even know.
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