Self-Portrait, Christmas 2012

his hair shot out in the four directions
and even some in-between:

compliments of a pillow, last night’s.
his smile was slow, careful.

could he trust this peace? no matter.
he was happy to be right

where he was and with these people
he grew to love. presents,

wrapped and red, under the tree, but
his eyes watched his hands

and the activity. and the color of his
mom’s shirt, and dad’s smile.

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