When had been married 10 years and 2
His children perched
Waiting porridge drops in their bowls.
Steamed curled from his coffee, like the curl in het mother’s hair. And suddenly
For the first time in a few seasons
He reckoned with the body.
This reckoning happened
When he crossed a sandy step
When he saw a woman selling herself
When he saw his own daughter
And wondered if his death and his wife would turn her to a body.
Then he sipped his coffee.
Years later he realized he had found a body
But the woman needed help. He was too late to help the woman and she could not help herself.