Tag Archives: children
a drive to work
how do they behave?
how do they feel?
how do they see the world?
a Mormon
on a bike
interrupts
this
I feel
the hardness
of the
steering wheel
in my hands
and see
the sweat
on the men
jogging down
Los Feliz
Boulevard
a homeless
man on a
sidewalk
interrupts
this
he winks
at me
and grins
without
teeth
always, what if, never
“Do you suppose
it will always go
on like this?”
“No”
“Why not?
“It will crack
somewhere.”
//
“what if god
is just
boundless
potential?”
//
“I’m never
going to wear
tall socks again”
i’m always sorry
she crawled hands and knees on the kitchen floor
crying, breathing shallow, twisted mouth
she pulled my face to hers
she sat in my lap
our electric blues connected
she saw into my soul
she told me I don’t have JOY
or GOD in my heart
that it’s making GOD sad
that she wants to see more of her dad
her heart won’t obey her
“my secret is telling me
not to tell”
I dig my hands into her body
grip her tight
for dear life
dear life
I tell her she is right,
and that I am sorry.
a list of things currently on the floor of my car*
1. del taco wrappings
2. right shoe, size 6
3. sunflower seeds
4. empty kombucha bottle x3**
5. blueberries from maybe two, three days ago
6. baby food***
7. audio version of Odd and the Frost Giants by Neil Gaiman
8. one thousand crushed rice cakes
9. yoga mat, purple
10. book, Pinkalicious by Victoria Kann
11. favorite straw hat
12. mini soccer ball, yellow
13. receipt from del taco, separate trip from event #1
14. red and white straw, disconnected from associated cup
15. halloween pencil
16. blue crayon
17. bath toy from a del taco kids meal, a fish that squirts water
18. ice breakers gum
19. half eaten lara bar, apple pie flavor
20. tampon****
* children are disgusting. or maybe I am disgusting.
** 2 GT gingeraids and 1 Health Aid lemon-ginger
*** looks like vomit to the untrained eye
**** not used. yet.
