by Richard King Perkins II

Park District Meet

Walking home with my little brother
from the summer track meet
where neither of us had
the dollar entry fee required to run

I tell him we probably wouldn’t have won
a ribbon anyway (which was only true about him)
and then he says to me
But you already have a lot and I don’t have any

and forty years later this is the tintype image
I carry of my brother

kept in my Cowboy and Indian leather wallet
that zips all the way around
and has a little interior snap pocket
to keep the change we never had.

– – – – –

Richard King Perkins II is a state-sponsored advocate for residents in long-term care facilities. He lives in Crystal Lake, IL, USA with his wife, Vickie and daughter, Sage. He is a three-time Pushcart nominee and a Best of the Net nominee whose work has appeared in more than a thousand publications.

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