Friday, November 18, 2011

Writing Assignment 7: Family poem: Reunion

No one ever fights about who will cook lunch 
for all 13 brothers, sisters, and their offspring.
The picnic tables never get moved from their
resting places in the park.
We don't try to hide the table with "Carol Grace is a slut"
carved into it so my grandmother gets upset.
And my cousins never arrive still intoxicated 
from the evening prior.
They only fill their coffee mugs with coffee
and maybe an occasional pop.
We never ignore our children on the playground 
until one of them is hurt.
The family loves to sit close to one another and
never try to have an excuse to leave early.
We never secretly hope for rain to fill the park 
and send everyone packing.
Rude comments and remarks directed toward 
one another are seldom heard leaving our lips.


NO! Why would we have to do things like this? My family is perfectly normal.
A reunion without fighting, alcohol, and lies would be a family reunion that's boring.

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