INTERCHANGE: Young Man at a Window by Patti Mckenna-Jones

Young man at a window

Rain splashes my face
Wet clothes chafe
Thorned- thoughts scrape
I can’t escape

Remembered mountains
My family
Old curtains
My hunger

I spy through a window
On a family framed and clear
No –one knows
How to say my name here.

 

By Patti Mckenna-Jones 2018

pattimcjones.wordpress.com

 

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