77 Words (11-30-11)

November 30, 2011 — Leave a comment

So I got drunk on fun

and shouted out

hymns.

It wasn’t a particularly typical Saturday.

My mom slapped me

and my dad…

he looked the other way.

That winter had been the coldest winter I can remember.

I ignored the television and nearly froze from the absence of its heat.

I pushed away the paper and frowned the day long while the cat rubbed her head against my frozen nose.

That was a damn cold winter.

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