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[A brother is a cistern and a bucket with a rope] by Harmony Button • Cleaver Magazine
A brother is a cistern and a bucket with a rope. The care with which the rope is tied is not the same as knitting, but knitting is also a kind of love. There are many, many boots. Years of knowing and not-knowing but at least being present result in some impenetrable surface. Waves on waves, water in the tank. During winters, we all knock the pipes, which is to say, we suffer. Which is to say, we're human. Which is to say, we have each other in a contract of always.