It was a drippy sunset,
and I was the kid eating the cookie,
in the middle of the backseat,
with a brother and sister asleep on each shoulder,
noticing how the raindrops made the other side of the window,
the life beyond it,
fuzzier,
like I was opening my eyes underwater at swimming lessons
for the very first time,
just to see.
Don't be a mouse, be a lion
