Homesick in Medina County
A thousand miles away, my mother is calling me back inside for the night.
Her voice spills into the canyon where, homesick, I am driving south.
As I outrun her call, the sunset is a greater miracle than anything I learned in Sunday school:
Streaks of gold are stretching towards me, divining my wet eyes through mesquite and oak.
I drive away from the sun and sound and trees until the palisades echo my cry of, “Wait.”
A moment longer.
Leave the back door unlocked.
I promise I’m ready to turn around, and
I’m done playing for the night, and
I’m ready to come home.
Medina County, TX