Wednesday, July 27, 2011


“The tub keeps backing up” I told my wife last night.

“Well, have you cleaned out the trap?”

I told her that I had.

“We share the drain with the Gundars

in 4H, don’t we?” I asked.

“Maybe they don’t have a hair trap—

maybe it’s from them.”

“well, call the super in the morning I guess.

maybe he can snake it, or pour some Drano down.”

This morning I saw our neighbor Joan;

she was paler than usual, and

thin, and her black hair, which

in Summer graced

the backs of her bare knees

was gone.

The chemo'd left blue rings

under her eyes.

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