Finally going through my deceased mother’s family photographs…

Picture of me, my dad, and little brother

I recognize the pure terror in my father’s eyes.

Me in turn with my daughter and son

I’m reminded of a Gary Snyder poem.

poetryfoundation.org

Why again do we still need Tibetans to tell us how to live our lives?

I don’t know about you but I’m so over these people.

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