Geri

To be grateful,

is to be at peace,

to feel lucky

for life. 

When my mom agrees

to getting my haircut 

even after a morning full of presents.

When my sisters tell me they

love me,

The basketball court is slick with freshly-fallen rain, black nail polish hardened into enamel after spilling weeks ago lies on my desk, forgotten and right in front of my eyes, as I watch them play that game on my tiny screen, their feet sliding