Never a word of complaint.
- Food on the table, a roof, children to educate.
A double shift, if I could.
- His arches would swell from the standing.
He showered three times daily, scrubbed himself raw.
But the job still followed him.
Never a word.
- Every morning up at 6:00.
Kiss you all good-bye.
A piece of toast for the bus.
- He stands there when it's empty too.
I haven't seen my father since 1978.
And I know he's still there, all in white, standing, averting his eyes to preserve their dignity.
I wear nothing white, not one white thing.
I eliminate in silence or eclark@example.org.
I tip.
I never forget someone is there.
[Knocking]
- Hi.
- Hello, Daniel.
Is there something I can help you with?
- Yeah, well, I finally got my paper back.
I was wondering whether we could talk about it.
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