the difference between us is like the difference between a finch and a sparrow

late at night

i see out of the corner

of my eye

a sparrow flits across my computer screen

my face is blank and i feel

a feeling like when you

play tic tac toe alone

and let yourself win

for two hours

and feel a type of "exhausted"

that sometimes comes from

waking up at night

finally ready to face the day

but all of the lights are off


on the other side of the country

my brother has an encounter with a ghost

he looks down at his dark brown boat shoes

the ghost shifts uncomfortably

the ghost says, "this is awkward

i'm leaving"

and leaves

my brother stands still

staring at his shoes


i think of

tiny cracks

on the sides of trees

an ant crawling up

collapsing

into a finch's mouth