****** fist
splintered door
broken beer bottle
thrown across the room
waking up
shooting pains
in my legs
top bunk
looking down
little brother
crying screaming
grandmother
cheerfully awakens
slurred shouting
incoherent orders&complaints;
rhythmically massages
mother’s petite body
shoved against the wall
i forget all pain
& instead seep in stories
why am i not moving?
of a childhood
not so long ago
just watching
just watching