by Justine C. Tajonera
One more push,
one more step.
The shadows fade
and there is only a point of light
left in the horizon.
That is enough.
There is a mole on my son's back.
It is on the back of his neck, on the right side,
just below his ear.
The hair on his nape follows a pattern
down to his back.
When he is playing,
intent, focused, unflappable,
I need only to see that mole.
It is enough.
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