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.