So they say

Society says   “Do not cage them” But my sanity says louder   “Lock them up” The noise is like water dripping on my face. Never enough to wash it clean just enough to drive me crazy. The caring The feeding The clothing The cleaning Their needs before yours? Their lives in you hands? Their future yours …

Grandma

I gave the stranger a cigarette. “That was generous of you” “I just hastened a man’s death” I made myself an integral part of some disease set on killing him, this stranger. Reading National Geographic to learn about   the world. A welfare check, just so I know my place. Brushed teeth, cleaning behind the door …

Floating

The creek runs brown from the dirt suspended in the current. Blackberry bushes form a wall along the side of the creek bed and reaches out across the water, some of the vines float, as if enjoying the coolness of the water. A loan duck swims back and forth, quaking in the sun.

Claudia

Claudia, the mail lady, with the crooked smile that suggests I am calling her by the wrong name. Hair in a ponytail, blue shirt, blue pants, black shoes. I see her almost every damn day. She walks a lot and it shows when she wears her short blue shorts. She walks fast and it shows …