Going Home to the Ocean
The quiet father people noticed at the grocery store.
The man strangers stepped around when I moved too slowly.
And now the captain of the aircraft was standing in front of everyone and saluting me.
I straightened as much as my body allowed, and I returned it.
Nia stared up at me as though she were seeing a part of her father she had never been allowed to see before.
The captain lowered his hand and walked toward us.