into existence

the porcelain pieces join,
the teacup jumps back into
your palms

the cars drive along, undisturbed and
the leash slips back over his head

the night nurse hears my grandmother, helps
her back into bed

the two-year old finds his
footing again beside the pool
the water is still

my mother steadies herself
on the morning steps and goes back
inside.

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