Calendars

We are 75 calendars.
We are disease and injury.
We are cause and effect.
We are cartilage and skin.
We are memories of what we were.
Dolphin tattoos, bushy eyebrows,
microwave meals, slow kisses.
We are March, April and June.
We are Wednesday morning and
Friday evening.
We are 34 and 23 calendars.
We are sister and father
and teacher, lunch lady,
custodian.
We are 68 and 52 calendars.
99, 4, 41, 65.
We are Christmas, and
Thanksgiving and
2:30 p.m. Central Standard.
We are now, and only ever now.
We are thought, and still,
much less than we imagine.