Forget not the mud caked juice box,
those traces of familiar sweetness locked in
hannukah gelt coin coverings dented
dirtward
next to
a plate or two of shaded eggplant parmigiana.
There was a party here. There were frightened
earthworms. Thunder. Gray light. And children being
irresponsible.
i can only hope that the juice box did not contain high-fructose corn syrup, or perhaps that explains the irresponsibility. children should know better.
did you mean jaded eggplant? sign of the times.