I’m not fond of this publishing house
by Steven J. Serafiani
the shaking hue goes warm in
cool eves. the man is deaf. plunked
drunken in a type a heaving
normandy, for dramatic effect but
all still the same.
when asked what deaf adulthood does
for work, you stay silent cause
the banality makes ya
forget how to tell truths.(it’ll make
and in three months, two decades back, you’ll
begin to lose your hearing as your father
builds a snow fort next to the mailbox.