Sunday, January 29, 2017

Car # 58 Claine Keily

In the car
they drove to a late lunch
talked of Eliot
and Proust
his lips pressed
to her slippered feet
anything to drown out
the thought of
her mother
sleeping at home
serving them yogurt
dressed in sneakers
hovering always
on the far side
of their bedroom door


  1. Something wonderfully surreal and (almost!) comical about this piece - as well as the ominous notion of the mother hovering on the other side of the bedroom door. Love it!


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