Fathers in uniform: T-shirts
and vests with generous pockets
for juices and hair clips. Corduroy
pants that age well at the knees.
Swinging their daughters on ropes
and horses, shoe buckles
catching the afternoon light. Where are the
mothers this Good Friday? Hiring
the videos, marinating the fish? While
their children and husbands cling to
each other, getting dizzy with autumn
shooting the breeze.
