My Father Washes His Hands

by Joseph O. Legaspi

Joseph O. Legaspi

Lava soap of grease-cutting, 
Industrial, heavenly clean. 
Lather up work, the rituals. 
Off grime and dirt. Off day’s
Everything, children and the 
Wife who crawls on all fours. 
Water down the drain’s flower,
Metallic mouth wherein flows
My father’s love’s absolution.


Last updated November 23, 2022