the outhouse, and the woman in it, gone.
father’s
praying
place.
if beside it
I could see
the open empty toolbox
I knew to yank the dog homeward.
I was doing what anyway.
in mother’s voice. in brother’s
untucked
shirt.
messing around with our neighbor, the messiah.
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 3:46 PM UTC
the outhouse, and the woman in it, gone.
father’s
praying
place.
if beside it
I could see
the open empty toolbox
I knew to yank the dog homeward.
I was doing what anyway.
in mother’s voice. in brother’s
untucked
shirt.
messing around with our neighbor, the messiah.
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