"to please your ghost, I have forgiven a sinner and winked at a homely girl"
whenever sickness has befallen me,
my mom always hands me a cup of
mysterious herbal black liquid.
Never questioning what it is,
I just always hold my nose and gulp down a cup of death.
I wake up this morning,
no sore throat. no sinus. no headache. no chills.
I'm cured!
My mom and I went exploring at a new bakery
and a Korean supermarket last night.
The cashier boy was bewildered with confusion
about pass out staring at the pear I wanted to purchase
struggling to remember the code :-(
I didn't mean to cause such distress.
The regret of not bringing a camera is haunting.
I could have captured the teamwork of us hard at work:
You shoveling dirt/clay/earth worms.
Us granulating dirt clumps and transferring native Californian
plants into snug holes in the earth.
Me watering and indicating the end results
with a neon orange flag.
then the creative attempts to use a towel as a tent
to shield us from the chilly ocean breezes.
but there this.

I might not always know how to show it,
but at the end of the day,
I
am happy to have
a personal astrologist who
names constellations,
tells me to look when the moon is prettiest,
informs me it's moving further away each day,
and points out Venus on the left & Jupiter on the right.