Pound Your Chest

For Jude

Fierce in love, fear, affection, fist and compassion

two sides. same coin

Eyes fixed in determination

Either pursuing proximity or the crack of the bat

Freckles. High on cheeks. Splashed across the nose

My favorite freckles. Softening the face that wants so badly to be hard.

Coarse, dark hair that brings unexpected surprise.

Chest, thick with muscle, but fragile all the same

You will conquer, my son.

Heart, field or failure, You will stand,

raise your head and pound your chest.