16 and 19

Taller than        their mother,               now men,

heavy-           hearted heads          their inheritance,

sometimes        they are little boys,       straddle handles

on         rolling suitcases             to ride them,

long legs          Fred Flintstoning            down the ramp

to           plane entrances.                 Then they are

holograms:       mirages of toddlers,        5- to 12-year-olds

prism-tilting         out at all angles       superimposed over

grown bodies             like time           ghosts.

2019


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