When the Headlights Come On
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This week’s poem and episode bring us alongside someone who didn’t know how to help a struggling parent/guardian who offered abundant love, imagination, and play while they were alive. Eventually, the narrator realizes that these gifts—creativity, play, imagination, and love—from their parent/guardian are the very tools they can use to create and offer support, and even though they can’t ‘save’ their parent/guardian, they may be able to help others like them.
Here's an excerpt of the poem (the full written & visually formatted versions can now be found & read at mikbrew.substack.com!):
I knew what I needed to do the moment the headlights came on, after which, it gets to be later & later— bluer & bluer— reminding me that all windows close & this one especially fast.
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