Twice Told Tales

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At the Amherst St. apartment
before we lived in Amherst
before we lived in Boston 
the tub had a grout-ache and loose tiles.
The bathroom was spacious but cool in winter so
when Dawn was taking a bath
I’d spread her washcloth 
holding the warmth of the water
across her chest.
I called it a blessing
a tenderness to please the one you love.