You spent your last moments where you belonged.
Resting quietly with the sleeping plants,
you returned to the land.
I fly, silver wings above clouds,
tracking yesterday through winds
tuned to stellar frequency—
How small we must have looked to you
from way up there. Our true, cruel humanity
revealed as we rocketed you skyward.
The Empty Plate
Later on my mother called me and my two older brothers into the bedroom to tell us our father went to heaven.
Coyote reminds us you need a little crazy;
And a laugh or two.
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