Now that we are together Alone In our silence I might as well ask. What was it, Dad, to be A man, like you? How did you cope with it From...

I entered the holy doors. Merged into the crowd with others. Shoved, jostled for a glimpse of the deity. Waiting in line to be awestruck...

Appetite, lost over a plateful lunch of lovers' talk.

doing what is meant to be done wonder about the petals of lotus how they open, and pray