an older student
sent me a love letter once
silent I shower
my memory still chooses
to do the wrong thing
29 years ago I saw the most beautiful girl
A waitress at a Friendly's
I cannot remember what she looked like
Other than that she was blond and breathtaking
It is an anniversary of sorts.
There's a blond, and I can't breathe.
Would I be as gentle?
In my 70's, getting a coat for my retarded son, now in his 30's
Waiting in silence at the door while he puttered with the sleeves and his cap, and then holding his big
hand that never got any older, my face inscrutable, worn expressionless