“Because my eyes are not yet accustomed to the desert,” the boy said. “I can see things that eyes habituated to the desert might not see.” -- Pablo Coehlo
I buy diapers at Target Less than a week After becoming a dad At my car, I snap a selfie "I guess I'm that guy now" I think
But the emotion of "This is normal" Has not yet joined the action My eyes have not yet accustomed to the diaper aisle My muscles haven't formed their memory
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Zoe is strapped to my chest now Is that really her name? I haven't said it enough times For it to feel normal
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"We are what we repeatedly do" Aristotle said And in the days of just a few reps My identity is a pupa
I don't know an exact word To describe this feeling Of doing nascently Surreal is close But newreal Might be closer