we left Idaho
the Snake, Glacier, Flathead Lake
and beat the sun home



we left Idaho
the Snake, Glacier, Flathead Lake
and beat the sun home



the river’s icy
the current is too strong, son
but no one stops us

i can never look
without wanting to dive in
to fully swim. live.

they get this from me.
these kids who are not my kids.
these kids who are mine.


we swim for ice cream.
for these fleeting memories.
for their childhoods.


replacement opal
and no direct racism;
just trees, mosquitoes



the river’s too fast
for my paddle board, pup
but this waterfall

a path with a view
a waitress with attitude
a lake with my pup



a man saved my wheel
after a two-mile chase
’cause life’s a cycle


never a hot day
just the perfect everything:
lake, seltzer, beer, peaks




all arguments end
with a smooth lake and mountains
(just enjoy the view)





a roaring river
inaptly named Stillwater
brightens my morning


a glamping cabin
ends a drive past mountains, lakes
heaven, Montana



drive through Wyoming
until you reach this heaven
that is Montana




scored a miracle:
thirty percent off this tent
the day i gave in

dream tent and dream house:
they go so well together
just like our family

peas above my head,
jalapeños and lettuce,
a nice welcome home


