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15 Or the pit bull puppy that chews off a baby girl’s toes while her teenage parents sleep, passed out, on a futon. Or what the doctor tells us is most likely the result of physical trauma, though he cannot, and does not, tell us whose. ~ Violence has changed us. What was easy to pity is no longer. Not them, not us. It is enough that the pain fits exactly into the wound it makes—that closet, those toes, the roughness between us. And here you are, our pietà. What some scholars have said is really Mary holding the baby Christ, while we see an image of the future Christ. Those lost days, those last days. Today. I am not afraid of you. I do not hate you. Touch me and you touch the world, says my wife as we cross the hospital parking lot. And I do. And we are. ...

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