parenthood
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When I got thereI put my boy-sized suitcaseon the bed, opened it and saw my socks, shirts,& underwear neatly folded. It came to me in a rushthat this is what love looks like— care given to small tasks. Read more
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She wobbles on her bike and fallsI can’t, she says. You can, I say.I hold her body steady,then push her on her way. Pedal hard, I tell heras she tips from side to side—I’m running now to catch her,but she’s learning how to ride. When she’s out beyond my reaching,I hear her laugh and knowI’m… Read more
Selected Poems by Tom Crider 