their hands were full of love

three woman came it was dark amongst the trees and i was tired three woman came glowing light and comfort hands they surrounded me in love and i don’t know if and how and why they only visited for six minutes and i wish i could tell you more but these things are ephemeral and one of them was young and one was old and one was dying and the dying one was all peace so were the others their hands were full of love and i recognized their faces as my own i answered in tears i couldn’t tell you much more except i lay on my floor that night and could feel them still their hands were full of love and i answered in tears and i couldn’t tell you much more except when they came i was happy.

~ Originally appeared in antilang. Issue 3, Winter 2019.