Shoes come off at the door
so I can tread mats like some gymnast.

I’m new at this and my daughter is cranky.
Class has started. I’m the only father.

Two holes. And the Yuppie wives
from Fairfax with their perfect teeth
and SUVs say nothing.

I wish I were French
or at least Brazilian,
wearing cool sunglasses,
vaguely dangerous.

But I feel small.

The Incredible Shrinking Man
my new idol.