After Making Love We Hear Footsteps
- Coulehan, Jack
- Date of entry: Apr-17-2001
No loud noise will wake the author's son ("For I can snore like a bullhorn . . . "), but the "stifled come-cry" of his parents' making love brings him to their bedroom, where he "flops down between us . . . his face gleaming with satisfaction at being this very child." The parents look at one another and "touch arms across his little, startlingly muscled body."
Mortal Acts, Mortal Words