November

Thanksgiving creeps up
fast, like a turkey farmer
wielding a sharp axe.

Preparations

Brought in the ficus
tree. Fallen leaves fly about.
Wind whispers, “snowfall.”

Change of seasons

I forgot to bring
the jade plant inside.  One
by one its fat leaves fall.

Enola Gay pilot dies 4 – sayonara

Sadako folded
a thousand paper cranes and
hoped for miracles.

Enola Gay pilot dies 3 – not his fault

My daughter asks why
I hate Paul Tibbets. He was
just doing his job.

Enola Gay pilot dies 2 – no regrets

He had no regrets
about dropping the A-bomb.
Did he have a soul?

Enola Gay pilot dies 5 – flyboy

Open the doors and
Eighty thousand lives are lost.
Helluva workday.

Enola Gay pilot dies

Paul Tibbets just went
to hell, where a black mushroom
cloud is his tombstone.

Inanimate

J spilled nail polish
remover on my mother’s
chest. I screamed, then cried.

Inheritance

I take better care
of my mother’s possessions
than of her, she’d say