Safe for the moment.
But not very.
December gray shrouds
the valley.
Nothing new. Except
colder than normal.
I was almost looking forward
to Christmas this year.
Thought maybe
it might be special.
Despite Dad and Kortni.
Because of Kyle.
But now I’m not even sure
where I’ll be.
The wire sways in the wind.
Half of me wants
to hold on for dear life.
Half wants to jump.
IT’S BEEN THIS WAY
Since Thanksgiving. The night
Dad got pulled over, less than
half a mile from Carrows.
When the red and blue carousel
started spinning behind us, we
all knew things didn’t look good.
Still, a guy has to give it his best
try. Dad rolled down the window.
Wussup, S … Off … cer?
The cop leaned to look in the car,
backed up at the smell. License