brother phoenix

For some of you, this poem will have great meaning.  Others may simply be confused.  I believe in allowing the reader to take from a poem what they get from it, for it has already served its writer's purpose in being written.  And so I present it to you without explanation.

brother phoenix

we have a bottle of Lorenzo's Oil

in the kitchen cabinet above the stove

tucked in a corner behind the pasta sauce and olive oil

I don't know why it's there

and not in the medicine cabinet beside the fridge

with all of the herbal supplements and ibuprofen

but anything could have happened

in the 18 years since its last use

yes, even a life unfolding