On his Niece

Seven years ago I was minding my own business when it felt like a train hit me in the back of the head and came out of my cooch. We named her M.

To a seven year old girl, the world is a musical, the couch is a stage, a new dress for school turns you into a goddess, and parents are to be regarded merely as staff. I really like her. I told her today is her special day, she says,

"they all are"

that's my girl!

Can't wait to get outta here and bake her a cake.