My Son Walked Across the Graduation Stage Wearing a Bright Red Dress While Hundreds of People Laughed. I Was the Only Person in the Auditorium Who Knew Why.
Julian video-called from a noisy dorm.
He tilted the camera to show the dress still hanging.
Caleb said, “Looks good,” which from him is a hymn.
Snow came.
I said Lily’s name at the feeder.
Caleb said it too, late, like a man trying a language he used to punish himself for speaking.