the porch is a fucking time warp.
hours pass as we look out through the screens at the midnight pink sky and the bare ass bones of late-blooming ash trees.
mom and dad
grams and gramps
brother sister
me you
we and us
one of these days, peej is going to serve me breakfast.
iced chocolate doughnut glazed over like a welcomed guest to the blue house.
summer will be here soon.
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