• I was made


    to sit before slides of where my father had been
    to smile. Learned to shave from TV

    how to keep a marriage open to suggestions.
    One day, with a shawl for my wife. “Fine

    so it fits” as opposed to
    someone flabby above the elbow.

    Kicked me once for my very own good, the
    tape measure hissed release, scarring my lower lip

    as I had been giddy at the thought of converting you

    to meters. “You feel you’re in any shape
    to pencil my coffin?” / You’re getting taller.


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