Unattainable
Unattainable
The slick glossy magazine
with picutres of exotic places–
white robed men in Morocco
bazaars in Istanbul
gondolas in Venice
appeared to my young eyes
as fairy tales beyond reach,
as out of place
in our unvarnished home
as fine china
in a diner
I asked my Dad
why he subscribed
when these were places
we’d never go.
He said
for you.