Dream of a doctor.

I grew up in a home - or rather a series of homes

In these many homes sat my mother

without a dollar or dime in her pocket

you see, after the bills, and sometimes before

she couldn’t find the money for necessities to afford.

from time to time we kids needed to see the doctor

to help us grow up big and strong and stay poor no longer.

i remember sitting in front of a taco bell with an empty cup in hand

hoping for strangers to feel generous and

fill the cup with a penny or a dollar

so that us kids could afford to see the doctor

I sat one day wondering what I would become

an ice cream man, a teacher, or maybe an actor.

maybe it was the rarity of seeing the physician

that made it seem unattainable for us children.

I’m on my way now, the first of many steps

to changing the rest of my life with this dream position.