Single story
Maroon van
Autumn leaves,
Long flat road

Silence.

Black mailbox,
Light blue door
Blue shutters.

Single mother,
Blue, almond eyes
Taut white skin
Slightly tear dropped
Arms and legs

With round shoulders

Then the room cracked in half

It was the first time she's had the house to herself
In weeks

The room cracked in half

First, it was the faces of family
It was work
Drinking too much and divorce
Familiar things
But then thinning out
She pulled the voids of the universe close to her heart and held them like a ******* child.

WHY