- Vol. 04
- Chapter 05
Image by Tertia Van Rensburg
The Hand
Twenty canvasses of your own. Each nail is a canvas.
Even two year olds daub them with a tiny brush.
On every high street two or three businesses compete cuticles.
No airheads chewing gum, buffing nails and passing calls.
Operating theatre masks, nail drying machines by their side.
French or gel. Indulged luxury in austerity.
At home sisters bond and learn techniques of togetherness.
If you do mine, I'll do yours. Choose colour or tattoo.
Delicacy of touch and focus. Mindfulness colouring book.
Pampered by laughter and forgetting.