Stay

I’m squinting—
and it
hurts.

The sun is just
at that point
right behind
his head.
And everything is
intense white.

I think he’s laughing or
smiling.
At least
that’s what I can
kind of make out
with one eye closed.

Once a person told me
there’s a trick to
keeping your eyes open
in bright sunlight.
She said to pretend to be
sleepy.

It’s good advice.
It might work.

Let’s just stay here.