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June 13, 2023

13 | Lucky Bunny

Wriggle your nose and twiddle your toes

Father tell me about lucky bunnies born on the 13th

Lucky number 13 they say

He was born on a Saturday; just missed the Friday cut off.

He squirmed around in her arms like a frightened kit.

Alert

Twitching

Fluid and flowing as water elementals

Favored soul

His heart quick

The world so sharp around him, but he would skip through it

Without a care

A lucky bunny born on the 13th can have no cares

Nothing phased him.

Daring and bounding through life’s twists and turns

Deer in the headlights couldn’t stop him

Wending over winding roads

fast like a tornado

Skipping hills

Galloping along with dragons and tigers in tow

The tiger screams couldn’t damper him

No, he was bravado incarnate

Every 13th day a blessing.

That day this lucky Bunny reversed the curse

Unlucky numbers don’t exist to one so unabashed

No curse could ever set in

Because when you’re a lucky bunny born on a 13th day

there is no such thing as bad luck.

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May 13, 2023

13 | 1

January the 13th was a Friday.

Friday the 13th.

We went to get our marriage license.

I thought this day would be turned joyful.

Joyful and celebratory

Eyes shining for our future.

The day was grey, wet, rainy, chilly.

We were hopeful for the sunshine eventually to pierce through the clouds.

[It’s called the Sunshine State for a reason]

We arrived at 7:00 AM and the doors were already crowded.

People arriving for passports, immigration status, marriage licenses

…like us.

We didn’t make an appointment. Didn’t think I would need one.

Rookie mistake

They opened the office space and we all filed in to the waiting room.

10 windows and they opened 4

They began calling numbers.

More numbers

Time crawled by

Inched by

We didn’t get called

We had a number, but they skipped it

They serviced all those people who made the appointment online.

An hour later and we decided to play with the system that played with us.

I booked an appointment online for the exact time and date we were there.

“No same day appointments” the website screeched in red ink.

I submitted the ticket and marched to the kiosk to claim it.

The state would not toil with our future like that.

The moment the slip 101B hit my finger tips, it only took a few moments for the lady at the window to call it.

Five minutes later, two signatures, and one notary stamp, we had our license to wed.

“Not bad for a Friday the 13th,” I thought.

…

My mom sent a text at 3:30 PM.

“Mia Jo died.”

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