BYU Studies, poetry
I was relieved when my daughter arrived at the dying, when she got to work saturating a hospital sponge, pressing it inside her grandmother’s cheek, allowing her to drink. I marveled
"Learning to Touch,"
BYU Studies Quarterly: Vol. 59:
3, Article 18.
Available at: https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/byusq/vol59/iss3/18