IN THE ROAD:
It was a Sunday, woke up at 4:00am with a head full of worry.
Went to sleep on a sofa & found silence. Woke in bright sunlight,
showered & did an hour on the book before driving between the
fields. Laughed. You said I looked happy, the hi-point of the
day was seeing you happy too. We drove until a marching band
pulled out in front of us, horns honking, drums in rhythm.
It took me back to when I was 10, marching with the Red Cross
behind the fire engine at the head of the carnival. Man, it was
so cool to be walking in the middle of the road.