Garage
The last 2 days have been long and
laborious
Working with my mother y adult
hijo
Not death cleaning but close
enough
Constructing his writers retreat for
creation
In a garage that I helped Baucum
build
50 years ago, 85 yo mother, 30 yo
offspring
3 generations of the 'tism,
surrounded
By the accumulation, the drifts of
memories
Piled high in boxes y cabinets, dust
drifts
Down on us like smoky memories
spoken
of at a birthday party, reminders of
Finitude