I try to connect with my grandkids
it’s not easy but I think I got my
grandson’s attention he was fishing
flinging his line around though not
dangerously I said I got hooked once
he showed interest so I continued how
I was nine on a dock where a younger
kid swung his line back caught me
neatly between my nostrils I stumbled
home along the shore path in loud tears
holding the pole the hook’s worm hung
down over my lips a doctor cut the hook
out nobody suggested they throw me back