a recognizable today

She moves from

one reality

into another

shifting, like

how does water feel

when its phase changes?

I watch her

sometimes boil over, or

freeze, or pour on and on

for a moment and then it’s

Normalizing?

Adapting to this

Resourcing for this

And I grasp for,

pull up every ounce of

imagination

possible in such a time

to build and rebuild

each day into a recognizable

future, I mean

home. I mean now, today.

“I love you more than life itself.”

What burdens do we

try to hold back

from our children

when they are the ones who

remember how to live free.