Once, when butter was hard and the best toast came out of a Sunbeam toaster, I ate a vitamin that tasted like rainbows and I held it on my tongue as long as I could Once, when the sun was so hot my sneakers melted on the railroad tracks and the smell of creosote filled my nostrils, I dropped my father's (secretly borrowed) thermos in a ditch, and the inside smashed to pieces I thought, OH NO! he's going to be mad I left it in the ditch My bologna sandwich was dry on the way down It stuck in my throat Once, when the sky was just a blue sheet above the barn, I asked what color God was (trying to figure out if the sky was God) My grandmother said God is the color of all things all at once I sat on the front steps thinking about that and a crow walked by and pecked my ankle OW! I said, and jumped up He got scared and flew off down the old dirt road Disappearing into the thick trees By Diane E. Dockum ©July 29, 2022

So was your father mad?
I don’t think he really cared. I think he just bought a new thermos. I felt more guilty about littering.