James

What’s it take to call your brother?
Tell him you miss him and you wish you could spend time. 

What’s so serious that you can’t pick up the phone?
Tell him that you love him and that he’s been on your mind. 

Tell him that you miss your brother and ask him how he’s doing, and say you’ve been doing fine.

Miles and miles apart, from the same household to different geographic states. 

Same color eyes, same personalities, same mannerisms.

A canned energizing tea in both of our cupholders

Thoughts united.

A laugh upon jokes from long ago, only understood by us

Humming the lyrics to the same songs

Talking of stories from home and growing up

Surfing Waiohai, dawn patrol at shippies, Uncle Bill and showing up late to Christmas dinner.

Comments about the mountains and the yellow and red trees, us both bewildered

Rocks kicking up below the tires; winding turns

Trees watching us pass by

Stops on the sides, 

Wind in our hair, altitude and crisp air

Laughter far from any other humans.

Each photo prompted and unprompted

Capturing moments,

Tightroping a roadside, admiring the mountain range, smoldering into the camera

Shadows on his face, a glimer in his eyes, yellow dancing on his face from the trees behind.

Life of being apart; talks of next time we see eachother,

Thanksgiving, christmas, whens the next crossing.

Landlocked in Colorado, Cubicle minded in San fransico, yearning for home and the slap of the waves on the beach at Waikoko. 

Conversations of portraits taken on the beach back home, now at the top of the mountain range. 

Caffeinated energy. Low sleep hours. Smiling faces and admiration of the beauty of colorado. 

We'll be brothers forever

What happens to one of us, happens to us together

And we'll be brothers forever