Flapping from clotheslines
I'm learning to corner tighter and faster
My Dad and I operate somewhere different together
He reaches for me there and I hold his hand
A rare pleasant hangout
Puppies have a way of relieving tension
Suzie runs from room to room, yanks a hunk from the monstera leaf
Remember when I traveled to and around Central Europe
The statues in Austria were so big and so heavy
I remember eating strawberries in Prague
Monday at 2:45pm: the perfect time to duck onto the rail trail
I shout hello to my old friend's dad as I blast past him downtown
Surrender in my ears
Tires crunching fallen leaves
A respite from wind and figurative weather
I am easing back into poetry
He is home and I am grateful
The shoes are still sitting in the driveway
Even though it's been so hard, I think I'm where I'm supposed to be
Then I worry that's the masochism coming back (so contagious here)
But I think
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