or on this long-overdue trip taking me home,
and all them grandmas and grandpas from-who's-side-again?
unwrapping, peeling me from head to toe.
Babies, toddlers, babies, toddlers
cousins scratching, clinging, hanging, all together, on the floor, then on me, then barging in from the door, out, in, out, in.
I could bring them all with me, back to the city,
their laughter and incessant questions, repeating, rephrasing, this circus of all ages in a combo of