Tables stacked three high\u2014
\nfrom the ruin
\nof our rooms
\neach table
\na place to forget
\ncooling tea,
\nhalf-eaten
\nSee\u2019s candies\u2014
\nthe heating vents
\nhot and strong
\nall winter
\nlift the drawings
\ntaped to the wall\u2014
\nlift and settle,
\nlift again\u2014
\nthe portrait of you,
\nof me,
\ntwo long lines
\nscratched out
\nby our baby son.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tables stacked three high\u2014 from the ruin of our rooms each table a place to forget cooling tea, half-eaten See\u2019s candies\u2014 the heating vents hot and strong all winter lift the drawings taped to the wall\u2014 lift and settle, lift again\u2014 the portrait of you, of me, two long lines scratched out by our baby … Continue reading In the Stack of Tables Where We Live<\/span>