Running. With Zeke.

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64° F.
91% humidty.
Cloud cover low.
Dusk.
I’m sitting on the front stoop.
Zeke (dog) tucked in close to Mama.
Garmin finishes syncing up with the Gremlins.
I walk onto the street.
Strap on the head phones.
And turn the music up.
Take a deep breath.

I see Susan waving me back.

“Zeke’s crying.”
“Zeke’s crying?”
“Yes, I think he wants to come.”

It’s been four years.
Four years since we’ve run together. He was a pup.
Since then, a running dog that doesn’t run.

I let him off leash at the park.
He runs ahead.
Big ears flopping.
His foot prints marking the sand.
He accelerates.  Running down a seagull.
He looks back.

Get it Boy. Get it.”

Soft rain spitting.
Gentle wind gusts at our back.

Run boy. Run.

It ain’t over for us yet.


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