A Bad Fall

Someone keyed my Corolla,
the one my parents leased for me
(electric green with a spoiler
and a gold package—ridiculous
and loved). As I looked at the
scratch, the gallon of milk I had
just bought, just splurged on,
tumbled off the roof, hit the
asphalt and exploded, ran
in all directions even as I
indulged wild fantasies of
somehow scooping it up,
or getting back in my
scratched car, driving
back to Kroger, getting
a replacement as if
any of it was the store’s
fault, what happened in
my apartment building’s
parking lot, under a stupid,
stupid purple twilight sky.

 

For NaBloPoMo and PAD Challenge, Day 30 (prompt: milk). OK, that’s it for the daily poems. April is another daily posting month for me, and between now and then, you can expect a poem each Tuesday and occasional musings on writing and publishing. Thank you so much for reading, liking, and commenting!

 

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2 thoughts on “A Bad Fall

  1. Thank you for all these. I know you hesitated before such a big commitment, but I enjoyed having a new poem appear in my inbox every day. I especially love your sense of humor — you do sly very, very well.

    • Thank you so much! Yes, it was kind of a big deal to kill 30 poems this way. But I did have a lot of fun. I’m so glad to know you enjoyed them, and that you get the humor. I’ll take “sly,” definitely. :)

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