Bearing Witness

Tone
more than words
mixed with grunts and labored breathing
is thrust upon a teenage son
too busy nursing bottled water to help fold a mound of clothes.

A father's face wet with effort
turns puce
as the drink is drained
and the boy fishes for money to buy another bottle.

[written 7/23/17]


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