Abdula Oblongata
he sits on the back porch indian style attempting ignorance while wringing his tiny hands he picks at the aged paint peeled from the wall through which shouting passes his jaws clench in agony he lowers his blonde head surrendering papa is breaking plates mama screams apologies he watches the sunset all by himself mama is cleaning up papa lights a cigarette he sits on the back porch in denial holding a grasshopper pulling legs from its body :GBE: Written August 12th, 2001 © on Nov 08 2001 07:31 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"he sits on the back porch..."