my father told me

September 20, 2012 § Leave a comment

he had done so,
so many years previous
so, my father told me
in a tired, even tone
that it was time
for me to find a place to land

I pulled my buttered toast
out from under
the help wanted pages and the apartment listings
he had placed before me

I wondered as he pushed his
ball cap up a little and
looked at me through the
steam of his coffee,
what was it
that gave him the impression
that I was
done flying yet?

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