poetry by j matthew waters

tornado watch

in the garage              my dad
& three older brothers
standing silently              looking up at the sky
I walk my schwinn 5-speed
up the driveway
I stop halfway              look back & upward
at the yellow          &         brown sky
eyes squinting
thinking to myself              someone
            must be dying

november two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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