The story is as follows:
A woman lives in a fortress
built on shifting ground.
Every year bricks fall away
and the cold circles around her.
She knits a sweater
larger than the last so it will fit.
Layer upon layer of lies.
Her children cannot get their arms around her anymore
neither can her husband.
She blames herself,
They were so small—
Believed what they were told.
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