Tag Archives: Family

Infiltration

Posted on September 15, 2022 by sputterpub

The group I know who took the greatest careto keep the virus out, has been beset.They always wear their masks and don’t forgetto sanitize when they go anywhere.So far just one of four is testing yes,and isolating at the same … Continue reading →

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Polite Discourse

Posted on September 13, 2022 by sputterpub

My mother tried, when I was young, to teachme all the manners deemed to be polite.I wasn’t to allow my talk to reachreligion, or political insight.If I had nothing nice to say, I mightsay nothing, or discuss the temperature.And though … Continue reading →

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Beloved Enemy

Posted on September 4, 2022 by sputterpub

I must have been too young to know my mind.I fought against her coldness and contempt,but damaged Mom was hiding how she’s kind. I thought her rules were calculating, blindto every goal and effort I’d attempt.I must have been too … Continue reading →

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Spin

Posted on September 1, 2022 by sputterpub

“I want the pill,” our ancient mother said,last week when she was suffering fatigueand urgent emptying of waste, insteadof constipation’s regular beleague.She has her mind. No terminal diseasebesets her at the age of 96.Distrusting all her meds, she voices pleasof … Continue reading →

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Kindergarten

Posted on August 25, 2022 by sputterpub

My buddy started big-kid school last week.He trotted off without a backward glance.But he was up before his clock could speak,and after school his bowels marked his pants(who’s not since birth endured that circumstance).He’s brave, and teeming with intelligence,but probably … Continue reading →

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Wind Watcher

Posted on August 23, 2022 by sputterpub

He left her years ago, his final breathexhaled in mid-October of aught-six.She’s been an active widow since his death,who tries to exercise and shop and fixmost any soul she meets. A thing she picksto focus on, outside her maladies,the subject … Continue reading →

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To JAA

Posted on August 22, 2022 by sputterpub

You need to tell your mother what you feel.I see your face and recollect how wellyour uncle spoke when he made his appeal.You need to tell. I used to rage. You should have heard me yellwhen I was middle-aged. My … Continue reading →

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Emotional Impressionism

Posted on August 21, 2022 by sputterpub

A lot of love but too much wearinessI witness while abiding here 4 days.A dour attitude that would suppressa little mania. A tiny crazethat may enlarge, in unremitting stress.The teary eyes, lugubrious displays,vague fantasies that consequence disrupts,and not much more … Continue reading →

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Protection

Posted on August 12, 2022 by sputterpub

A first-born 5-year old, with cheekbone bruiseacquired on a Wednesday at his school,said “I don’t know” when asked – would not accuseor detail anybody acting cruel.His folks appeared accepting of each word,but happily they gave us space to chat.I told … Continue reading →

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Portal Take Two

Posted on August 11, 2022 by sputterpub

That bedtime call we’ve both come to expectdid not go well. Devolving to a bawl,his parents moved to sternly disconnectthat bedtime call. I’ve known the boy since he was four months small,and as his visage crumpled, I felt wrecked.Aflood with … Continue reading →

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