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Sometimes I wonder if I am
the reason they don’t hold
hands anymore, rarely kiss
in public. If I am to blame
for the emotional distance
between them, an expanding
rift that seems to grow wider
when I am home, near them.
Mom insists they’re still
best friends, and I guess
that’s true. She says it’s
normal for passion to cool.
Is all love so predictable
or is it, in fact, my fault?
I don’t mind so much when
Dad gets mad at me. I’m pretty
sure that’s a testosterone thing.
But I can’t stand it when Mom
goes all silent and frozen.
I hope David Cook can thaw her.
THIS MUST BE
How Santa feels on
Christmas Eve morning,
sleigh clean, reindeer
fed, presents wrapped,
loaded and ready to go.
It’s not like I’ve never
given Mom and Dad
gifts, and nice ones at
that. But this one feels
