For Deborah Taylor and all librarians who labor on behalf of our children
IT FIGURES When I was seven and crazy for Mr Spock a Star Trek lunch box was all I craved Instead Dad bought one blaring the logo of some football team I’d never even heard of I shoved that thing in the coal black of my closet then celebrated with cake
ORIGAMI Mom’s got a talent for origami but she can’t fold me into the jock Dad wants me to be At least she knows not to try
ANGIE Angie’s the athlete Why should I compete with her Why can’t Garvey be like his sister I heard Dad ask when I was eight Mom said That’s the wrong question Ask Garvey what interests him Talk to him honey Yeah Dad I thought Talk to me But will he I wish I knew
