Baylee Bright

There are few things more illuminating

Than a casual text with cheerful salutation:

“Hi Aunt Katie!”

A message from your fiance’s oldest niece,

Sweet and unsolicited,

Is the soft duvet of dawn after sleeplessness or

The growing yellow on each ascending step;

A light I’ve been waiting on.

So dark it seemed just three months ago

Under a blindfold made of questions,

Of finding work or money

Or the bravery to drive down the 90

That clear June night

With no plans to see the returning lane.

All of the sudden, here I sit,

A beautiful evening on the back porch

Interrupted by most joyous degree

In how my niece has greeted me-

The bright when fingers scrambling on wallpaper

finally flip the switch.


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