A Going Family – J.H. Crotinger

I watch
A beautiful girl in yellow trousers
Walking between what seem like parents
But look much older, white and shrunken
With clear blue eyes and folded brows

They smile
And nearly collapse into each other with
Quiet confident giggles shaking and 
A paroxysm of some red emotion 
Unites them like nose-nudging bunnies

They stop
At the corner where the asphalt ends
Alighting into a wind-white bungalow
Which hangs over the ocean’s edge so that
All three disappear in quick succession

Leaving me alone


About the Poet

J.H. Crotinger studies screenwriting at USC.

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