My dearest father,

Who would have thought we humans
…..would have lasted
this long. Our tenacious, mineral selves
leaving
…..tell-tale dust
everywhere.

I am thinking of you everyday as
I make sawdust in the basement
sanding shelves for my husband
who makes granite dust in the quarry
both particulate clouds rise and
…..occlude the light.

*

Bonnie McClellan