Chicken Series #1 gesso on wood, acrylic, collage and pen |
MaryJo Scott
Monday, March 31, 2014
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
Our Front Porch
In the summer
our
front porch
was
surrounded
by
vines with heart shaped leaves
if
you sat on the very top step
and
were real quiet
passersby
would
walk
right past
along
the blue grey sidewalk
and
not even give you
a
sideways glance
you
could just sit there
and
listen to fragments
of
conversation
coming
and going
and
on a hot August day
it
was the coolest place to be
so
when I saw
my
oldest sister
with
her long brown hair
and
cut off shorts
sitting
there
I
thought I’d join
I took the spot
next
to her
as
she wiped her cheek
and
I saw she was crying
I
asked her
what’s
wrong?
without
even
looking
at me
she
said
I want to be alone.
so
I
let her be
alone
that’s
the kind of space
it
was anyway
a
space for aloneness
it
wasn’t until the next day
when
I overheard the phone call
in
the kitchen
that
I knew
he
had broken up
with
her
he
broke her heart
my
sister
with
the long brown hair.
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