What's the best thing about thanksgiving break? Having a friend over, a couple failed attempts at kidnapping, and an awesome movie. Minus the getting held down and tickled part, of course. Goodness, jake, you and your little red wagon ;)
Things Fall Apart
and crack and crumble.
A paper ball,
crinkled and used, anger
and agitation creased into
every fold.
Watching, still,
as the house you loved,
falls to ruin.
Parents screaming downstairs
with no sign of letting
up, while they think
you might be asleep.
Things Fall Apart.
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