I’ve been with my kids straight
for nineteen days in a row
so when I leave to get groceries,
it must feel to them like a big event
and they run out half-naked,
with only towels around them,
blowing me kisses as I drive away,
making the pedestrians wonder,
I am sure,
why I am breaking
the travel ban,
while I make a quick note
on my internal list of life goals
that this is, without a doubt,
the only celebrity status
I’ll ever need.
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