Today is Wednesday, March 18th, 2020.
Harlingen, Texas is a southern city
near the border of Mexico.
I can’t describe it
because I don’t love it.
a late life step parent
I don’t see it
because I've not let it settle,
so I get lost. I don’t know how the roads intersect.
but it matters where you live
you see
what you allow yourself to see.
the handshake is impossible to turn down.
he opened himself up for a hug.
my wife hugged him.
but he won’t sit down
We both said thank you, bowing,
hands clasped in prayer.
Thank you once more
plus one fifty.
bowing like he’s
my shallow comprehension of
the Dalai lama
deep, soulful eyes.
lips do
part just enough
to guess that
at rest,
he is fully empty of thought
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