Onion Seeds

Planting Spanish onion seeds

On the floor in my garage

In black plastic trays

While you read aloud the story of an Alaskan teacher

Deliberately

Imagining our babies in a year or two

Their hair will be yellow curls

Their eyes will be either oceans or ponds

Imagine the potluck dinners

The baseball games at 6 p.m.

Mom and Dad will be in love

And will never hurt anyone again

Not under heaven’s golden sun

Not this spring