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Poetry by Christine Fojas

In Our Hands

Because storms shook our rafters

broke our floodgates carried parts of us into the wind

Because we were veterans of picking through the rubble

of cobbling pieces together of starting over

Because we had nothing in our hands

but we still had so much to lose

and so much to give

Because our fingers dug into dark earth

scrubbed toilets, scoured plates, scored glass

Because our hands cramp with the work

yet we hold on like we don’t feel pain

What lines mark our hands folds in flesh

ghost traces of wounds

Christine Fojas is a Filipino-Canadian hailing from Las Piñas City and currently living in Metro Vancouver. She has a BA in Comparative Literature from University of the Philippines and works as a library technician at Douglas College. A list of her publications can be found at her website. She is also on Twitter as @chrisfojas.

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