Monday Night Dinner
May 23rd, 2010 | Category: Poetry |Fifty miles from anywhere
the table is set with dirty napkins,
smudged wine glasses,
and twisted spoons in the branch-like hands
of men and women who arrived
by different angles and patterns.
Frank, who showed up
on a horse one day; Anna, who’s been
sleeping in Dave’s bed for years.
Dave clears off space on his kitchen table
one night each week, for anyone
who might [...]
