J spilled nail polish
remover on my mother’s
chest. I screamed, then cried.
Inanimate
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Category Archives: observations
Inheritance
I take better care
of my mother’s possessions
than of her, she’d say
Guilt
My dead parents’ stuff
occupies my home and mind.
Unsorted, it waits.
Weather report
Cold snap arrives at
last. Wind, rain shake the changing
leaves into vibrance.
Crashed
Sixteen year old girls
draped over couches look like
angels downed mid-flight.
Teenagers
Umbilical cord
cut they grow reattached to
digital cable.
Sleepover
Popcorn caffeine for
the friend whose mom is dying
comfort food TV.
Midnight
Home from the party
they’re luminous like fireflies
settling down to sleep.
The director at 17
Their lives loves failures
all source material for
future film projects.
Last time
Couplings and breakups
compelled by senior year some
begin others end.
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