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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