All tagged age
My brain Rolodexes forward, backward, cataloging things that won’t stay done as I fight to stay with this moment.
Burlap-like irregularities are scattered across my face, foreign invaders in a war they are destined to win, for time is their leader.
My daughter said that once at the top, they had asked some fellow climbers about me. They were told, “Well, there’s an old man sitting on a rock, talking to everybody.”
I dropped my bag in the aisle. Then a young man stood up, motioned to his seat. "Sir? Please."