Working the front desk
at the nursing home —
a part time gig
helping to buy the eggs
since this past September.
I like the title:
Receptionist.
But things are a bit askew
this weekend.
There’s a body in the mourge.
I didn’t expect it to hit me
so hard.
I guess the first time for any
or everything
is always remarkable.
Did I explain?
There’s a body in the mourge.
Mom kinda overdid it.
As the eclipse approached
she made it all too clear:
if I dared go outside and look up,
blindness would follow.
I spent that darkening,
cowering under
the dining room table,
a terrified four year old,
waiting for the nemesis to pass.
Oddly, my elderly mother
is now nearly blind –
And I remain curious as to the secrets
hidden just off center, if
we dare glance at the Sun.
You?