Do I have patience for you when you can’t find your homework after trailing your backpack
klunk klunk klunk along the snowing path then collapse into angry tantrum kicking feet crying with your jaw sticking out at me... and can’t find the damn pencil sharpener... When all I can think over and over is cat out of the box cat out of the box cat out of the box since ever your brother told me about the friendly cat who only comes out of its cozy box for meals and to use the loo and I recognized myself so when I can’t be in my box cocooned in a silk duvet from China my mom brought back... heavy in a lavender Pima cotton cover and instead I drive around to bus stop and snack stop and piano lesson stop and Spouse stop (because necessary) and piano stop again and swim practice stop and dinner stop... when I just want to stop and curl into myself and be warm and alone cat out of the box it has no patience for your human emotions. Comments are closed.
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |