Here my father wears my mother like the world’s lightest backpack, a helium lover. He also wears two distinct sets of vertical stripes. His hair is parted sweepingly as I’ve always known it, right to left, which nearly offsets the shock of a motorcycle. A tall man, Roger, a two sport athlete and conscientious objector. A man who grew up on farms and continued farming inside of a laboratory. Unlike hers, his smile stays hidden inside shadow.

Here my father wears my mother like the world’s lightest backpack, a helium lover. He also wears two distinct sets of vertical stripes. His hair is parted sweepingly as I’ve always known it, right to left, which nearly offsets the shock of a motorcycle. A tall man, Roger, a two sport athlete and conscientious objector. A man who grew up on farms and continued farming inside of a laboratory. Unlike hers, his smile stays hidden inside shadow.

1 note, June 17, 2012

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