So the purpose of this blog is to be a space to practice creativity. I am currently using it as a place to record a single, unedited poem for each day in 2019. While I attempt to write everyday, I may not actually post daily. Instead, I will post poems as they are completed, but one for everyday of the year. Not sure I can make it, but we'll see. It's fun to try regardless :)

Friday, February 15, 2019

Poem: February 13, 2019

Reflection

Suppose you go out to your car in the morning and find
that you left it unlocked in the driveway overnight,
and what's more, you notice when you get in, that things
aren't as you left them. The glove compartment is open,
as is the console. The spot where you keep your spare
glasses is open, and the items in the back seat aren't
where you left them. Perhaps your gym clothes are
out of the bag and on the back seat. Maybe your umbrella
is in the middle of the floor, instead of tucked away.
You do what anyone would do. You start taking
inventory, right? What's missing? What did they get?
But the glasses are there. The umbrella is there.
The headphones and the new running shoes
(arguably the most valuable items) are still in your bag.
The car registration, your grocery list, the tire gauge
are all in their places. The floor mats and wet wipes
and your favorite travel mug remain, if not untouched,
at least present. In fact, everything seems to still be
accounted for, except, you notice, for the two chocolate
Pop Tarts that your daughter had left in the pocket
behind the driver's seat, and now that you think of it,
the energy bar in your gym bag and the candy
that you keep in the console for long car rides. Old food.
That's what they took. If you hadn't left your car unlocked,
they wouldn't have gotten it. How do you feel? How
do you react? What do you do next? That's who you are.


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