We should have known it
would be like this.
From the first flight to the cancelled
connecting one, it was a typical
family vacation—complete with
bickering and cramped plane seats.
When we arrived, and the luggage was
lost in the sea of bags left in Denver
across six hours of real sea,
we knew this was a bad sign.
When we woke up with sunburn
because our sunscreen was lost with the bags,
everyone was to blame and no one was
owning up to it. Above, the sun floated
innocently in the sea of clouds.
But then the luggage finally came,
and we began to soften
as the tradewinds
whipped up a forgiving breeze.
And we sat together and watched the sunset.
Remember? How cliché, the sun with its
watercolor sky and the sea’s reflection of it.
We went to bed that night with pictures
painted against our eyelids,
the soft brushstrokes of
sunsets and I’m sorrys.
would be like this.
From the first flight to the cancelled
connecting one, it was a typical
family vacation—complete with
bickering and cramped plane seats.
When we arrived, and the luggage was
lost in the sea of bags left in Denver
across six hours of real sea,
we knew this was a bad sign.
When we woke up with sunburn
because our sunscreen was lost with the bags,
everyone was to blame and no one was
owning up to it. Above, the sun floated
innocently in the sea of clouds.
But then the luggage finally came,
and we began to soften
as the tradewinds
whipped up a forgiving breeze.
And we sat together and watched the sunset.
Remember? How cliché, the sun with its
watercolor sky and the sea’s reflection of it.
We went to bed that night with pictures
painted against our eyelids,
the soft brushstrokes of
sunsets and I’m sorrys.