The divorce was two
crows fighting over a worm,
the worm, torn to shreds
*
A naked Christ is
mounted on the wall, his bronze
face beaten and blank
*
The TV begins
to snow and the children are
buried in boredom
*
The daughter learns to
kiss from a teacher, apple
seeds slide down her throat
*
The son tries on his
mother's lipstick, ties his shirt
in a boy scout knot
*
Their father is a
downpour of rusted nails, a
hurricane of glass
*
A needle is pushed
into their mother's forehead,
her smile like rubber
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