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  • Writer's picturecaughtinthebrambles
    • Sep 29, 2019
    • 1 min read

Not Today

I


hmm…

hmmmm…

hm…

hmmmm…

hm…


nose pressed flat against the pillow, tense shoulders, tangled hair


head slowly turns


hm…mmmm…


lashes sticky, eyelids flutter


mhmm…


a

a

h


head turns once more, body moves closer to the wall, eyes shut tight



II


“I CAN SEE YOU!”

Yells travel across the yard.

“I’ll tell your mothers!”

No backs turn.



III


Mashed potatoes, nothing else. Water, no milk. And soda, of course. Radio plays.

So close, no matter how far, / Couldn’t be much more…

“Mrs. Anderson called.”

Never cared for what they do / Never cared for what they know / But…

“MRS. ANDERSON CALLED.”

Shoulders shrug.

Softly now: “You’ll put it back.”

Pout.

All these words I don’t just say…

Hands move.

“You WILL put it back.”

Eyes meet.

“Not today.”

And nothing else matters…

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