Page 57 of The Secret to Belonging

and karamellpudding or riskrem for dessert

regardless of the program or the menu

everyone seems to enjoy each other

there are no elephants in the room

no metaphorical dysfunctions in the house

the longer you’re here the more you begin to believe

you’ve discovered that rare and elusive organism

a happy family

the cupboard in your chest cracks

open

TRE (THREE)

you’re walking home from the kiosk

bottles of Tab and a video in a paper sack

it’s only 6:00 p.m., but feels like midnight

the reflector tied to your coat

twinkles from the streetlight

snowdrifts sparkle

ice crunches under your boots

speed skaters glide on the outdoor track

bending forward

limbs long and liquid

like creatures from another world

a whistle blows

they decelerate

lean on their knees

come out of their tucks and coast

hands on hips

like flying

it looks like it feels

like flying