••• Pictures •••
My dad always took pictures of people.
Even in Yosemite,
his frames were filled with faces.
I was not that myopic.
I shot flowers
snow dusted peaks
Now, sorting through photos
looking for the “recent color picture”
they match to the shell in the box
I flip through mylar
page after interminable page of
flowers, trees, leaves, and clouds
my eyes sore
his little skinny
his skinny little
Carolyn Wing Greenlee
11-10-10, 11-17-10, 11-18-10
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