Things I Should Say to Myself in the Mirror

( “You have survived so much that no one remembers. And you still spread warm rain on all your overgrown lots. And you still get dressed in the morning. You still open wide for the sun.” — When the Ghosts Come Ashore: Things I Should Say to Myself in the Mirror or Things I Would Say to the City of St. Louis if it Could Hear Me by Jacqui Germain )