one last chapter

one last chapter
of harry potter i read
outloud on the couch
to my mom’s healing knee
and to dad and juniper
before we make our way
with packed bags
into the city
sidewalking around town,
the novelty of a gluten free bakery (though closed),
a comic shop,
a sex toy shop

the cool yule cd playing
in peter’s car as we drive through
the xmas lights of miller valley
and later the fire crackling
in his living room fireplace
fed by the wood he brought
for just this occasion