I remember that day
A kid rumored
That my sister
Had been put in jail
The truth was
My sister put a man in prison
For being a little too friendly with us
For cupping his hands
For attempting to grab ours

I remember that day
When I helped my dad
With the concession stands of his play
An old man
Said he used to work for Disney
Said I could be a star
Said I could train with him on an island
I remember his dehydrated hands
Stumbling around his phone
He took my picture
He found my email
Only to find it was my parents
It was the only pair of hands
They knew about

I remember that day
When I was at a fair
Fascinated by wooden bird houses
A nice man offered to show me his favorite
The one he crafted by hand
The hands of a carpenter
But it was in his car,
Leading me away with him
My sister ran after me,
Forcing me into finger painting
Forcing me into safety

I remember that day
A man came up to me in the bank
He whispered to me
My accomplishments,
My friends,
My family,
And showed me a picture
His hands shaking with glee
I looked at him in horror
As his hands looked at me in ecstasy

I remember that day
When my sister came home from college
With a friend
She left me at a bonfire with him
He left me drinks
When I fell asleep
He woke me with his hands
I pushed away
His hands clamped closer
Muffling my cries with his fingers
His hands were too drunk to remember

I remember  

I remember his hands
They retracted at an unsure glance
They reached with hesitation
They found the empty spaces
Between my fingers
Between my soul
They only grappled my sides
In order to hear a laugh
They only cupped my face,
In order to wipe away the pain
They only held me close
In order to be together

He only took pictures of us smiling
Hand in hand.