Highlight of the Day, poem by Sheri Wright

Her youngest crawls through the dog's dish, then back again to retrieve a red Fruit-Loop floating in water. She sits underneath her crackle of blonde hair – three shades of peroxide streaked like chicken trails through straw, while the TV screen flashes her time like riding out the weekend on the fumes of her clunker […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry...