Sunday.

on my porch   there is a planter

nursing Nasturtiums

i received from my neighbor for easter.

she had a hunt and 

brightly colored oval shapes

can still be found in the courtyard.

the kids had super soakers

but the cats had claws-

the parents drank margaritas

in their faded plastic chairs.

"too bad our kids are only 8,

soon we'll have a DD everywhere we go!"

this weekend my friend drove

her white tattered 4runner

home from the bar.

she tried to fix the CD player to hear Janis.

my seatbelt would not work

so i slung it over my shoulder

and linked arms with Francis.

i didn't pray.

i've never been a religious person.

upon exiting the car

we looked for the damage 

on the back bumper.

she claimed it had been there a while

(who could tell with all the other dents)

the tree she hit had a different impression

on it's trunk

right above the piece of 

yellow reflective plastic.

i didn't thank any saints.

i've never been a superstitious person.