the woman they called suited to a shack end up in the only home among us that no one could take away. Choose what lasts. Let the people who chose what shines find out, on their own, what shining costs. And always, always know where the gate iI inherited an “old cabin” while my son got a penthouse,
and my daughter-in-law laughed
and turned my room into a gym
the same day,
and told me to pack by nightfall.
I said fine.
I drove four hours up the mountain
expecting
