you’re a big boy now
mr. porter/
turning 9 today
that’s 63
to me
still just as centered and calm as when you turned 4
(28).
i named you after a bodybuilder, PORTER CATRELL
though your strength is deeper than BODy
small children
they pull on your ears
fingers closing near your eyes
you don’t react –keep licking their little hands
on the airplane
(under the seat in front of me)
you’re quiet without medication-
only need a “shhh, it’s okay… i love you”/
good boy
a Manhattan dog needs rules.
taught you at 5 months old
no bark in the morning, you’ll wake the neighbors
so you grrrr instead, underbite protruding from your tight black lips
mr. porter, my model
of
ease
you are my display of ZEN each day
you are a big boy now

i wanna grow
to be big
as you are naturally




Leave a comment