n fifth st poem #48

n fifth st poem #48

two boys maybe eight or nine
walking past on the sidewalk
before my door both white
if that makes any difference
one familiarly twirling a large
real-looking silver pistol

that kid is already a gun nut
but doesn’t know it

©2018 Jacqueline Jackson

This article appears in Apr 26 – May 2, 2018.