Three, even two years ago, my shoulder didn’t burn, my hip didn’t pop,
my knee didn’t stab me in the back halfway round the supermarket.
Since the spring, we have been on cooler terms,
tending to the necessities with icy politeness, my body and I,
feigning ignorance of the Damoclean stalactites,
our mutually assured destruction, gathering overhead.
About Rosalind C Hughes
Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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