THE MAN WITH FOUR HANDS
Lifting Buicks off the ground, writing paychecks
at 30 miles per hour, heaving stones through
plate glass, wiring the poles and lanterns for
steady light, dealing cards three decks at a time.
He never ran from anything that I ever understood.
The man with four hands made me believe
that I could. He was like a father to me in so
many ways - vain and glorious and rude and
mean. I painted his house on stilts and he tried
to use the stairs I portrayed. What a scene!
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