if they looked inside i wonder what they'd find. dad called and i was in the kitchen looking for something to eat. said in a cheery voice, you're talking to a dead man. i'm reading yuri herrera, kingdom cons. this line pops out: it was the rejection of others that defined him. thinking about what we are. what can't be taken away. what must come out someday.             i imagine standing here looking into this tree hollow to remember something long ago, saying this is long ago. saying what do you mean. thinking as listening as answering, all one thing. this tree was still being and other beings were in this tree passing through. this is long ago too. this was and disappeared.