March 25, 2015
Early last year in Phoenix I made a FB post
about a woman traveling West with Kaylen and I.
The post said, “We picked up a rad Slovakian.
Headed West. Night off. Free to roam.”
Her name was Patricia.
She had been traveling the world on her own for six years
and was looking forward to the West Coast.
Before Patricia could leave Arizona with us
she had to hear back about an odd job
that she wanted to follow through on
to avoid leaving the employer high and dry.
When it was time for Kaylen and I to pull out,
Patricia had to stay behind.
A year later, today, I stopped to pick up a hitchhiker
in Klamath Falls, Oregon.
I got out of the van, held my arms wide open,
watched her backpackin smile run up the shoulder.
Hug the sun. Yes!