solstice day

   We swam in the bay on solstice day, arms slayed chaotic in joy and drunken stupidity.  Somehow,we both knew were making a memory, smiled, and spit a stream of water into the sky.  A moment fully in love with the notion of being alive.

rememberance day

    Father choked on his breakfast, Instant Quaker Oats--Apple and Cinammon flavour.  he hacked and gurgled and spewed until an artificial hunk of apple was dislodged.  he spat it out into his hand, looked it over, put it back into his mouth and chewed it with a fury.

    Sister watched television in the living room. She turned up the colume to drown out the old man's noise.  She knocked over a glass of orange juice returning the remote to the chair side table.  The glass smashed, spreading yellow liquid and turquoise glass all across the worn and weathered hardwood floor.

   The dog ran through the living room and got a piece of the turquoise glass in its paw.  It yelped and whined and ran up the stairs and crawled under mother's bed.

   Mother lay in bed reading romance novels, drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, screaming at the dog to shut up.