We walk down the steep path to the beach
and you ask me
if I could carry everything
in our house
I say no
I would slip for sure
not even with dad
you agree
and you describe
how we would die
how you’d have to find
another mom
on the beach
tell her where you lived
and what things you liked to do
I say
yes but you wouldn’t find
one quite as good as me
don’t you think
you agree
and then
a few steps later
you say
actually
Colleen is very good.