saturday – Page 2

Untangled

See your altered reflection in the fake water that is an asphalt shimmer

I just hope I don’t rush her into a place she feels like she can’t escape from

All those sound waves stuttering into death

You know what? I really do love art

I like the lonesome drive home

Charity is rich for the soul

How the wind sings so soft in the lateness

There is no binary good or bad dad. There are just various shades

Beep beep we did it

Walked at least five miles. Nice

Don’t say you’ll play then talk on the phone for 45 more minutes

The eternal well of parental sadness

Vacation!

Saturday bliss mixed with intestinal distress

Tired and tiring

I just flew in from a COVID vaccine and boy is my arm tired

This bed has room for plenty of monkeys!

What do you see in the painting of your life?

Consistently inconsistent mother fuck

The tallest string bean I ever did help conceive