Victoria Day Weekend

by Mark Nenadov


Cool May day
holiday
evening folds me in
cold lemonade
bold firecrackers
which echo and cackle
and crackle
and whine
and squeal
as speakers thump
and cool air flows from my window
and blows steadily.

 

I scratch the hair on my head
and watch the still evening
getting ready for June
sewing up a quiet evening
wife and kid in bed
riots of color in the sky
explode again and again
keep a pacing time
as the wind chimes
ring in my head.

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