where the color of
your jacket might
mean your life, wrong
night, wrong time.
It’s not the best
neighborhood, but
hey, come along.
I Opted Out
Long trip,
long day,
no thanks,
I’ll stay.
Okay.
Not Quite Silent
The empty boxes
Dad imagined
rooms.
Glurp … glurp … glurp
Hot drops into
deep kitchen
stainless.
Plunk.....plunk
Cool drips on
chipped bathroom
porcelain.
Chh-ka-chh
Sleepy branches
scratching bedroom
glass.
You crazy sonofabitch!