calloused fingers snap behind my ear, revealing a penny
The secretive scent of cigarette smoke spills into my nose-
I open my mouth to ask, but before I do, I ponder
Is this what “far away from home” smells like? Or just Ohio?
Hi papa.
As if he had to think of what to say next, he pursed his lips-
What did you learn today?
I open the atlas he gave me last week and search for
far away lands to fly away to.
I learned I need more sleep, I say.
Then learn to sleep faster.