Sharp jabs and spiteful glares…
family dinners are not always
tv ready:
sipping your tea the wrong way,
chewing with a gaping hole
where your mouth
belongs, and spewing
in complete silence.
An invader at the table—
new face to all
but one—shouts one sly,
comment and she’s
united the North
and South, earning
6 sets of daggers
pointing straight
into her soul.