don't separate me from what I remember
for I sin against completion
I say I want want so much from this life
and yet I keep giving it away
my mom said she found a college friend
from forty years ago on Facebook
she's a bit proud and shy telling me how
because it's detective shit/stalking
my sister gamely practices a funny line
from a cartoon only I have seen
we bounce it between us: "back to you"
laughter shimmers in our mouths
in the richness of boredom I'm dissolving
into blessings, learning lessons
of normalcy, finding myself in some stories
I've braided out of ordinariness
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