Mr. Tambourine Man” by Bob Dylan playing on the car radio
Boots hitting against the polished brick floor of my hallway
The History Channel left on at two a.m. in my living room
Hands sculpting red clay into faces
The woods of Pennsylvania at dusk
Beaded leather medicine bags atop a glass table
The engine of an old muscle car roaring beyond its capabilities
The spiral of a football
Sundance drums beating atop a Montana hill
The chewing of a peach
When rain hits leather
When a child stops crying
When the leaves start to rustle
A vanilla milkshake waiting for me on the counter
Fire cackling
My mother
Olives in a glass jar
Football pads knocking in 1957
Change jingling
Volatile words rushing out of a mouth
Feathers laughing
Love.