For my Fathers


You don’t get to choose 

when your father leaves you

or what will be the last words 

you hear 

You got something to read on the plane?

he hollered down the sterile corridor 

wearing his favorite Jeremiah Johnson hat, 

As I walked away from Cleveland 

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