we called my cousin
gideon “buddy,” I guess
because no one wants
to be called gideon.
buddy was six months
my senior, to the nano
second, and often lamented
that neither of us had been born
green, or a robot, or a giant squid.
one day buddy found
he had been adopted
by our grandparents,
and magically became
my uncle buddy. uncle buddy
began ordering me around.
I would say “you’re not
the boss of me” and
he would say “mind your
elders, now!” buddy would
say “we may be cousins,
but by god I’m your uncle”
and I would say “what is this,
chinatown?” and we would laugh
and laugh, our laughter a strange
opera, the low music of half-starved
dingoes loping dizzy across
an early melting february lake.
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