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I believe that we always carry the best version of ourselves within us. Deep down, we are all peaceful, radiant, loving, and wonderful. (Please, don’t burst my bubble!)
Tag: <span>Neighbor</span>
“Just jump up and down in front of my window,” I joked and pointed at my office window on the side of our house when Tommy complained that I hadn’t answered the door once again. “Jumping in front of a white woman’s window. I would get arrested,” he explained laughing, and I thought he was joking.
Now you are sitting at home, your pantry is overflowing with foods you bought for you and your family. The freezer is filled up to the rim, and the refrigerators -yes even the one in the garage- are filled with everything you could get your hands on.
She is gone. The house is empty; a shiny red realtor’s sign is placed in the yard. She left unnoticed, the neighbors didn’t give her a farewell; no cards or well wishes were exchanged. She lived in this neighborhood for 25 years; everybody knew her, but nobody felt close to her.
I was watching my zealot neighbor
picking individual zoysia blades at dusk
when it occurred to me there was no way
he would ever be able to disguise
that UFO scar on his front yard.
He could subscribe to every right-wing rag
but he could not deny his perfect zoysia grass
had been scorched by a spaceship.
I thought about drones awhile,