Beagle in the City #267

Simon: Dad! Why are you not kerosened !! It’s a FANDEMIK

Ethan: I work grocery, I’ve been working all day and most nights. Let’s take you guys outside and walk.

Jazz: Hey friend! I

Ethan: Hey Cheese.

Jazz: I love cheese! Where is the cheese? Do we have cheese?

Simon: The kerosene Jazz! There’s no cheeses left.

Ethan: First off, it’s quarantine. Second, we have to go walk.

Jazz: So, why are you called dad? And how come I don’t know you?

Ethan: because we are best friends and I’m your dog sitter. I also brought you cheese.

Francis Cash #4

Ethan: Hey France! How was your day?

Francis: I took a nap, and ate breakfast, and then another nap…

Ethan: I slept in, and then you woke me up, to make sure I was going to work today…but it was my off day…

Francis: snacks dad. I have to have snacks.

Ethan: anyway, so I finished writing that story…

Francis: Oh my gosh, is there tacos at the end of this story? If not I’m going to have to …Oh man…look at the time…

Chasing Sleep

I unsubscribed from the news

The internet

The perfect

places

—–

I was strutting around

Like I owned the town

When I think back on it …

Now I feel this winter in my chest

I’m humbled to know so many people that love me

I know now

You can win and you can lose

And you can do both gracefully

—-

It feels like this weight

Pushing down on me

I’m running

And I can’t stop

And there’s a ledge

I know it’s there

But I can’t stop

—–

I know you can love

I’ve seen you do it

You just choose to love me poorly….

Maybe I choose too

I hear myself say, this is who I am…I’m good at loving people

I’m good at being here with you …

But then I hear you say

This is just who you are…

And I wonder

How we have the same defense

And

How we

Left the bedroom

Look at our weapons

Hidden away

Throughout this home

This is a battlefield

—-

I used to strut around like I knew something

Now I’m humbled

I’m not sure what I know

Even about myself

I reserve the right to write what I want

I’m coming home to myself

The trees are still asleep in the morning

Your skin is soft against mine

Your eyes say good morning

Long before your lips

Two souls

Anchored together

Like ships in the water

The moon is down

I feel your light

And you are beautiful

Beautiful

I used to know

What did I know

Now

I’m just thankful

To share this space with you

I can still taste your lips

Francis Cash #3

Francis: I thought you were faking, or it was more of a suggestion… like when you read the warning label on blow dryers…

Ethan: when I say I can’t eat dairy, it means don’t order EXTRA cheese on a cheese pizza…

Francis: ok so I’ll make it up to you with some ice cream…double chocolates…

Ethan: (sighs) just make it death by chocolate…

Francis: Oh look…they have that too. I’ll call it in…

Francis Cash #2

Francis: So, how’s the Gym?

Ethan: It’s good. You know, it’s another weight to carry. (Laughs) I crack myself up.

Francis: Yeah, yeah, What’s for suppers?

Ethan: I was thinking we could try this steamed salad…and wait for the kicker, pomegranate juice…

Francis: Mmm Well that sounds healthy and nutritiously delicious.

Ethan: Francis! Put that down!

Francis: What? Do we not eat desserts first?