Coronatine, Day Thirteen

i broke free today

with packets for every kid

(delivered by me)

and to top it off

i made me a home office

for online learning

(but it still won’t work

we all know relationships

are all that will work)

Today, a Ray of Hope

art in varied forms:

sharing her colored pencils

and spring popping up

Will You Make Me a Valentine?

a Valentine game

with two of the four children

this magic cabin

(no romance tonight.

just a son he let me have.

love is beautiful.)

Th-th-thank You

the mid-winter blues:

sometimes words stick in our teeth

unspittable pith

but i will teach them

the ‘t-h’ intricacies

of learning English

i will not give up

’cause they’ve crossed every border

to learn love’s language

La Bestia Beckons

we will never know

how sketchy the ride will be

until we arrive

Shut Your Ego

all you need to know:

we legally have this kid

(it’s not your business)

Day 24

my son shares his home

with diagonal slices

of sweet plátanos

Soak It Up

new year refinance

to close out our former life

as we take this step

New Year’s Eve

in 2019

Bruce learned to ski from up high

into a new life

in 2019

a drain drained our resources

and worsened our debt

in 2019

my girls adjusted again

to life’s challenges

in 2019

we were given the rare chance

to make a difference

in 2019

we traveled through the country

searching for ourselves

in 2020

we’ll make a better life

everywhere we go

What I Heard Today

“Hiking? In the forest? No. Only to look for firewood to cook our food. Not for fun.”

“Yes, I’ve ‘visited’ Mexico. I was there for two months waiting for the coyote.”

“In a room the size of this kitchen there were forty of us. They gave us blankets just like that [pointing to tinfoil]. And when they had to wake someone up to deport them, they woke all of us. And they came in every fifteen minutes to wake someone.”

“Hermano, mira. Hay una lavandería aquí en la casa.”

“My 23-year-old brother wanted to come, but he can’t run fast enough.”

“He can’t run fast enough?”

“To get on the train. I saw so many… broken legs, arms. Even a body with its legs completely amputated. You have to be able to run.”

“I crossed the Rio Grande on a raft.”

“I’ve never seen a dishwasher. We had to wash our clothes and dishes by hand.”

“Eggs, beans, and rice for lunch and dinner. Coffee for breakfast.”

“My cousin bought me the plane ticket, the phone, everything. And the detention center had all of his information, so when I arrived at the airport, the police were waiting for him.”

“$250 here for strep antibiotics? In my country it’s free. Being sick here is a luxury I guess.”

I guess it is.