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the first show
We were not underscored by the racing sound
of freeway cars.
But instead, by the rush of blood in ears.
We were not lit by the sodium orange light
of a parking lot.
But the star light was at just the right angle.
We did not have the solid metal support
of a car door.
Though we both found something strong to lean against.
In the urgency of the laugh that never came
we realized we didn’t really need
a dress rehearsal.
Instead, we called it opening night.
awake alone
Most nights, the easiest way for both of us to get my daughter to sleep is to lay down in bed next to her. We’ll read a book, then turn out the light and sing a few songs. Then we take a deep breath and relax into sleep.
It’s so comfortable that, usually, I end up falling asleep myself. Which means that I tend to be up at odd hours of the night and for most of the morning.