curl of your fingers

Henry He
Henry He
Feb 4, 2016 · 1 min read

when we are born
a slithery warm mess
we reach out and grasp our parents’ fingers

there's something about the way they curl

hanging on a monkey bar
turning a door handle
clutching a bouquet of flowers
scratching my belly
making a
thumbs up sign

whenever I see a fire alarm
i imagine the pull
one simple twitch at the knuckle

good thing I am patient

because I could stay here forever
my fingertips resting on your cheek
slowly curling inward

my other hand in yours

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