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Thirsty

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The evening sweats
a bottle
rum dark
throttled by
daddy's hands

small feet drags
thirsty heart
outside
to swig the moon
I wanted this to be haiku but this came out instead.

My paternal grandfather was an alcoholic. He'd show up at church during Sunday School and wait until my class was done then call me outside and beg me fetch my dad. I was young but I'll always remember the way my father's face would change when I told him his father was calling for him-the look of disgust and annoyance. But he always went.

Without fail, grandpa would ask his son for money and daddy would always so no, as there was no question that the money would be spent at the nearest rum shop.

Saying no could not have been easy, especially when my grandpa would cry and carry on but no it had to be. For better or worse, my father loved his dad.
© 2011 - 2024 leyghan
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TonyGCampagna's avatar
Heartfelt. I really like this.