Monthly Archives: January 2018

Twelve

Recently wary and watchful, he
over-thinks and occasionally his
brown eyes brim as
internalised fears about his
new adult world overwhelm him.

Irrepressible still, inexhaustible no longer
sweet, sensitive, prone to hunger

twitchy and tactile, always
worrying things with his fingers,
expressing himself with his feet, or
leaning into me, content to press his
velvety cheek to mine, my
emotional, affectionate son.

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