She stands on a chair
Looking out the window
Above the kitchen sink,
Scrubbing baby bottles,
Sippy cups, and baby
Food jars.
She sees her entire
Second grade class
Playing a game of
Tag without her.
The baby cries from
The bedroom.
She jumps down
And runs to the
Back of the house,
Dragging the chair
With her.
She jumps on the chair
And lifts the baby out
Of the crib.
She reminds herself
To support his head
While she walks to
Their mother’s door.
Her mother is asleep
In the arms of a different
Man than last week,
She smells the all-too
Familiar mixture of
*** and Wine.
The man opens his
Eyes and barks at
Her to get out.
She carries the baby
To the ratty couch
And feeds him
As they sit with the
Two other children,
Listening to her
Peers laughter through the
Window above the sink.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
She stands on a chair
Looking out the window
Above the kitchen sink,
Scrubbing baby bottles,
Sippy cups, and baby
Food jars.
She sees her entire
Second grade class
Playing a game of
Tag without her.
The baby cries from
The bedroom.
She jumps down
And runs to the
Back of the house,
Dragging the chair
With her.
She jumps on the chair
And lifts the baby out
Of the crib.
She reminds herself
To support his head
While she walks to
Their mother’s door.
Her mother is asleep
In the arms of a different
Man than last week,
She smells the all-too
Familiar mixture of
*** and Wine.
The man opens his
Eyes and barks at
Her to get out.
She carries the baby
To the ratty couch
And feeds him
As they sit with the
Two other children,
Listening to her
Peers laughter through the
Window above the sink.
