After the fight
I walked calmly down the stairs
towards the front door
with table legs
breaking on my back.
My brother was in the kitchen
“Good morning!” I said as I dodged a stool.
“She’s real pissed. I’ll explain later. I’m off to work.”
My brother lifted his cup
and returned to the window.
across the playground
was pushing a stroller
both were bundled up
so that you couldn’t see anything
It was a brutal winter.
Was it your crazy Russian neighbor? Hey!!!! Started your book!! Finally found my kindle and charger at the same time and I am good to go!!! I miss books.
no, just a memory from long ago. Awesome! I can’t wait to hear what you think…or maybe I’m frightened to hear it!