momma’s got them black
cigarettes and Frenchie, in
her get-up, grabbed three.
one for herself, one for the
dog, and one for me.
her man hogs the bathroom,
standing on the toilet seat
and peering out into the
living room where momma’s
watching TV, and I’m in the
kitchen, making dinner for
the millionth time this week.
Courtenay's Corner 