holiday

darling shoes in the palest pink

red shoes - my favorite.

black and white stripes.  so french.

gray city

big, cute tee shirt and big, cute glasses.

i wonder what they're talking about.

my holiday has been nice.

a short six hours to petoskey,

where lakes carry chunks of ice [like soup].

a new pair of boots from the boys section

make me look like olive oil in my skinny jeans.

i talk [listen] at length with will's grandma about clothing,

cooking, fingernails, morning shows, etc.

we barely play the music while she's in the car.

i choose iron + wine.

disc 2 will be perfect.

music that's soft like a new kitten.

volume so low

all u hear is the percussive sound

of lips and teeth making consonants

and fingers plucking strings. 

it's hard to detect the key, even,

and i wonder if she's thinking

"these kids and their loud music,"

or

"i can barely hear it."

a long six hours home

weeds like a brush's bristles

poke through the snow.