The Hardest To Let Go, Miracle of Pipes
by Kathy Douglas
The Hardest To Let Go
your hands still appear
in dreams, as if
twelve years haven’t gone
by and I’m accustomed
to their comforts and knowledge
of every soothing callous
Miracle of Pipes
They run beneath everything,
laid mainly by men
with families, sweating
joints in trenches dug,
some by hand. Once
in a while there’s a burst
and those great grand-
children come and excavate
like plans also laid
that don’t quite work out.
Not exactly foundations,
unless you count water
which we mainly are,
afterall, like the veins
of civilization at it’s best
pumping something like blood
for the assembled starting
another day at the tap.
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Kathy Douglas holds an MFA in Creative Writing and Literature from Bennington College and is the Assistant Director of Career Development at Yale University’s Environment School. She is currently working on a memoir of her experience as a young mother enduring aggressive breast cancer treatment. Her work has been published in The Cafe Review, Calyx, I Am Beautiful: A Celebration of Women in Their Own Words, Frostwriting, and Palimpsest: Yale Literary & Arts Magazine.