I wrote a cliché zoo poem
Cuzin B told me it was brilliant
It only takes one person to push you out the door
Read 101 jokes
You visited me again on the couch in the log cabin
My uncle, you shook me of stars
I would window wash daydreams and watch you skip over puddles
I carved you on my arms
You were there on the night of poetry
The night that the first Black president was elected
You ran the streets
You came back and told us about your computer collapse
Lost Egypt
I drove down to see you at the abbey
The night you quit your day job
I thought I saw Elvis walk off stage
You came to see us when we were pregnant
I saw you when we snuck away from birthing class
You followed us to my uncle’s birthday
There were so many candles it lit up his face