Thursdays was grocery shopping day - dad got paid
so mom caught him after work with cashed check before
he could wander off after own demons, waylaid
on way to liquor store or friendly house for more
self-medication. I rode the schoolbus hour-plus
to deep back roads abode, did my chores, fucked around,
younger sisters at grandmother's trailer - no fuss
or fight for few hours, peaceful solitude found
in the center of nowhere. Around 7, full
family arrived, bags of food to put away
for coming week, plus parents taking turns to pull
shots from the fifth; we talked shit. The peace of Thursday
before weekend arrived - cupboards filled well enough,
and stable structure not lost behind other stuff.
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