BROWN

His eyes are very brown. You sit,
feeling apologetic for your ankles.
It is all old news.

Tonight at dinner someone will tease you
that you are beginning to smell like a mother-in-law,
an old Mexican expression.

Still, for the moment, you have just arrived on earth
and have nothing yet you can speak of,
brown the first thing you know,
and you are unsure of the meaning of that.