love so ordinary

you have to shut your eyes to see it

that's when the day goes dark
running like a scar seaming 

into something close

I stop, blind as a person in a photo

coming to the raised edge 

of spectacle to gather 

my mother

from vast violet evenings to say

goodnight, knowing I will 

endure--or at least see

the morning 

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Pic: Squirrels on the MSU campus... honestly, they seemed monkey-sized!