welcome home,

how peculiar
and obvious
this joy
this exultant
wildness
in forgetting
my own stunning
ordinariness
my three letters
scratched on top
of a desk
compared to
the letters
in green hope
piped across
this buttercream
iced cake with
all the charisma
in the world
tucked into each
storied bite

i missed you

::

for Mackenzie

Going Away

2 eggs,
1 teaspoon salt,

subtleties
i do not see

still my heart
will rise above

this leaving,
though I age badly

i will re-
make this cake

and be happy
with chocolate icing

::

for QKJ #16