Drawing by Aaron Greensfelder
Slaying Dragons
Waving his battle-axe
he slays dragons and goblins
preparing me for The Hobbit,
a movie he's seen three times.
The stone giant, will freak you out—
he's my personal favorite monster.
We watch the YouTube previews
and I am properly scared.
Later, when he climbs the dark stairs
to shower, he asks his grandmother
who can't open a pickle jar
to come with him and stand guard.
Horizon Moon
With a ladder, I could climb to you.
With a frame, I could mount you.
With a lasso, I could corral you.
Though I plot and plan
you elude me, and rise
in the night sky.
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Fame
At the farmers' market, heads turn
strangers greet me warmly,
pleased to see, but not bother
their local congresswoman.
I smile and wave.
Yep, I'm her look-alike, enjoying
and enduring Lois Capps's fame
during the past fifteen years.
A few ask me, and we laugh at their error,
but when gratitude overflows, I break hearts —
dining out, a man knelt next to me,
thanked me profusely as my pasta cooled
and I apologized for being me.
At Vons, I pick my pears
and see two women stare at me.
They bubble at their good luck —
how I won my election,
how I'm even shopping,
how they love me.
I look into their tender faces
and heartbreaking words won't come.
With my hands in prayer position,
I bow and thank them.
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