Poetry Blogs (half moon)

They know what he drinks

and that he likes it in a glass with a handle.

They know he never comes in on Tuesdays.

They know where he sits,

and how all of his stories

have changed over the years.

They know his kids and grandkids,

although they’ve never met,

and on the day that he doesn’t show up

they know who to call.

(Originally published in t...

Read and leave comments (2)