Devoid of all nail-polish.
A finish of callouses and cuts, soothed by grease.
A woman’s hands hold the child, the groceries.
Burns when cooking, soothed by a child’s folded fingers.
A woman’s hands, absent of frills, unites in muscled massages, honored by hugs.

~Abbe

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