My brother is out here. Yes, yes, I haven’t seen him since the Eisenhower administration
But holy Giacomo Bala, he’s up there with the streetlights, circumflex and mercury,
Quicksilver in the sub-zero Iowa night. Don’t give me that look—
I can’t help it the alphabet is insufficient to your utter joy.
S.K.
Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University
Brother, as in your twin who died after a day? Wow! Overjoyed doesn’t begin to say it. Please tell me more!
I take this stuff seriously. I’m also jealous. I would love to see my mother, who I haven’t seen in ~48 years. I, too, would be overjoyed to see her again, if only for a few seconds.