coming back home November 1, 2009

five boxes holding
five years of lost dreams thrown with
two and a half years
of higher education
and a record collection

makeshift bookcases
lean against a faded wall
next to an old bed
my dad wasn’t ready to
welcome me home but he tried

while unpacking he
pulled out an old record and
remembered when he
was my age – slowly cleaning
packing and moving with it

-October 2009