Vol. 1, No. 3: Slobberknockers & Buttonhooks photo

The Candy Striper Pockets a Note Found Under an Empty Hospital Bed and Brings It Home to Read LaterAlyson Mosquera Dutemple

Child, once I pushed you on a wobbly bike while you labored to find balance. Later, I let go. As you moved away, the bike no longer pedaled itself. It hurt that day you learned to ride. I had tendonitis. I massaged my palm as you circled the block. Each time you disappeared from view, my hand closed around a pressure point, clutching, as if of its own volition.