Growing up, I watched your hands
build things—
tables and benches
for the kitchen,
and even the abohan
when it looked like it was falling apart.
The Carpenter
Poetry by Domar Batucan Recopelacion | December 16, 2024
Poetry by Domar Batucan Recopelacion | December 16, 2024
Growing up, I watched your hands
build things—
tables and benches
for the kitchen,
and even the abohan
when it looked like it was falling apart.