My kid can ride a roller coaster.
She wants to ride.
She feels safe –
riding this
death defying machine.
I could not—
At her age, I felt unsafe…
Scared of death because I encountered it too often.
It was an unwelcome presence.
Always stalking me-
Stalking my family.
If I died on a foolish ride…
How could I?
Court death.
Ask for it?
Her life feels safe.
She is safe.
Her life feels comfortable.
She is comfortable.
She has what I didn’t.
Somehow, seeing through her eyes,
I
Have
It
Now
Too.
My kid can ride a roller coaster.