to the man who was my father,
i'm not sure where you went, i just know you are gone. i still search for you, i see you, everywhere, but i'm unsure of my ability to make a connection, because you have been away for so long. i can't feel you anymore. not like i used to, though here you are, right here, in my every movement and thought, and i'm happy for your spirit, i'm happy for my sisters and my brother, i'm happy for your kids and their kids, and for your brothers and their kids. i'm proud to be of you, to be of your parents, though they have gone too. you left me but you did not leave me unprepared, you left me weird and you made me friendly, you were human and now i am too. i just wish you would have left me with an upper lip,