up on the bunk
the boy is eight the girl is one
wearing brown overall shorts
she loves her cousin who makes her
smile and laugh with the energy of a worker bee
gathering pollen on the blue flowers outside our sunroom
he picks her up and runs around the room
and puts her down
aden
she says
and he does it again
aden
and he does it again
until his legs start to buckle with the weight
and here they sit on his bunk
his large eyes looking out
speaking tomes about what lies behind
he holds her wrist so she doesn’t fall
her mouth forming a smile
so close to her big cousin
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