Clock In

The writer speaks in your ear about also being a psychologist. She calms your panic about how you got there. We all turn out to be human. In your dream, you carry a baby through a town you were supposed to recognize, next to a man you knew you were not meant to co-parent with. Someone spills the wine. Your subconscious works through what it needs to work through. I went for a short run along the river and tried to remind my muscles who we used to be. Your mother still wonders where she belongs and you realize it is never too late to change your mind. 

You used to think it meant you could never set your bags down and rest. 

But now you think perhaps it means you’re never dead until 

you are.