Master of all trades

By Katherine Kaufman


he wore his time and hard work on his hands and

i felt it every time he touched my skin

he was roughness.

rigid and honest.

he was madly Pure and better than anything i cOuld invent

or Dream of.

there was this way about him that made the hardest of tasks seem

so Simple

and he did this thing where he painted my days the prettiest shade of

light green.