you’ll ever get from your six-year-old
is the one that comes
after you’ve taken him and a friend of his trick or treating
two skipping ninjas out in the dark
going as long and as far as they want
extracting candy ninja-style from houses
you were sure weren’t open for trick or treat business.
Then later, back at the house, they eat a kit-kat or two
they play, they’re pooped, friend goes home.
House goes still. CD plays Tony Bennet
bouncing off the evening’s plates and glasses.
You sit down.
And you get
that hug.
very sweet. the first time my 2-year old said, “i love you, daddee,” i melted like warm ice cream on an august day.
“As brother Nietzsche said, being human is a complicated gig. Give that old dark night of the soul a HUG! Howl the eternal yes!”
—Stuart Stevens
I take liberties with the vein of Stevens’ quote, but quotes with ‘hug’ are few and far between. Just hug me to say it’s ok.
very sweet. the first time my 2-year old said, “i love you, daddee,” i melted like warm ice cream on an august day.
“As brother Nietzsche said, being human is a complicated gig. Give that old dark night of the soul a HUG! Howl the eternal yes!”
—Stuart Stevens
I take liberties with the vein of Stevens’ quote, but quotes with ‘hug’ are few and far between. Just hug me to say it’s ok.