“Would you just hush up. “
I’ve probably wished that,
or said that,
a million times
to my
oh so
loquacious father.
(What, you imagine I was born in a vacuum?)
And the thing is,
I’ll take every
single
one
of
those wishes
back.
Just to hear-
the same story of smashed pumpkins,
or nails in trees, or even
the time he caught me with his
back turned -
one
more
time.
Now I’m a goner. You got me. Much love to you all.