christmas dinner during a thunderstorm

Photo by Joel Aguilar on Unsplash

I’ve never sat through a
Christmas dinner during a thunderstorm.
the reluctance to speak
cut by the expectation to;
silverware percussion drowning
in deluge;
the way the scene cries out for a horn from Coltrane;
a fifth spirit entering the fray
in a will-o-wisp

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Former Edu. Psychologist | Current Writer | Constant Learner | “By your stumbling the world is perfected.”

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Jason Henry

Jason Henry

Former Edu. Psychologist | Current Writer | Constant Learner | “By your stumbling the world is perfected.”

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