I'll make up the exam tomorrow, I convince myself.
Papi’s homecoming, for me, is a national holiday,
& I don’t rightly care that he’s going to be livid.
I also know Papi will be secretly elated.
He loves to be loved. & his favorite girl waiting at the airport
with a sign & a smile—what better homecoming?
He works in the town right near the airfields,
so I know he’s grumbling only because like his rooster
he’s ornery & routinized down to every loud crow.