plot points

when I was young I worried
the used razor blades inside
the medicine cabinet would
overflow out of the slim slit

if my sister were not dead
I would buy her the brown
crossover bag I saw online
with a screened sea turtle

my son’s wife is quite a few
years younger than he is
but somehow loving her has
helped him mature even more

my mother’s dementia infused
lips utter I love you more than
they ever did when they were
perfectly lipsticked and blotted

the river is swelling but does
not pose much danger to us
we learn big truths when small
fears unzip our composure

my son’s father got a glimpse
of what he has missed but
pride and outdated coping
habits freeze framed him out

there is no ticket required to
journey through the time space
we find ourselves in nor is there
a taxi meter racking up charges

Cinse Bonino
2023