Cloud Shapes
In the clouds I see my
parents and my sisters
and myself as we were
before they divorced,
the TV not yet smashed
and my child self unaware
of Mom’s mental illness as
we all play a board game
called The Ungame, but
the cloud dissipates, darkness
falls, and it’s like the moment
at the theater when the lights
go out and an anticipatory
hush spreads across the darkness
and many years later, I’m still
fumbling for a light switch.
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This so so relatable. Thank you for sharing!
Perfect.
Oh Tom! This is so good. Dread-inducing, for me at least, but so good.
Wow. This is a powerful read.
The line break at “anticipatory / hush” is well-used.
Compelling.- fumbling for a light switch.
Your restraint makes the impact of each detail stronger!
Love your work.
Powerful and relatable.