Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Doors Open (Day 98)

 


The city warms 
with honeyed sun, 
lazy 
afternoons they like 
to call say, 
when doors 
and windows 
open, letting out 
winter 
hostages, grown 
restive and tense

Families 
picnic and take 
aqua plunges,
vacations
for all and none, 
outdoor eating
being less fun 
without food 

And their mother's 
blind fear 
—impenetrable—
jails her children 
while their friends 
run 
free 
two blocks from here

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six