My family arrived in Baltimore at 12:45 am
Off the plane, at baggage check, all of our luggage made it–
Then a humid, exhaust-filled welcome
as we stood on the sidewalk,
waiting for the shuttle to longterm parking
When we finally got back home it was 1:30
and I sit down to write at 3 in the morning.
This all seems a bit obscene to me,
writing so late
so early in the morning
But this is what a writing practice does to a body–
We end up writing in spite of it all.