Saturday, April 14, 2012

National Poetry Month: Day Thirteen


Story

To see my sister
we had to unravel cryptic directions
take one wrong turn

turn around
pass Story Street
on our left

to finally arrive
for a dinner of voices
chaos and laughter.

As he was falling asleep
Max said:
Aunt Karen
kissed me
on my ear.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful.
[insert epic adjective here]

-Max
(too lazy to log into my Google account)

Anonymous said...

that's a nice little story....