Saturday, March 29, 2008

Roberta Beary: visiting day

high on my da's shoulders i was no more than five into the bar we went and i carrying the beer bucket the barman calling out the barman filling it overflowing what a head on her can you imagine 5¢ for all that beer can you imagine that and da and I laughing all the way home he carried me

overheated room
a scent of mothballs
from the open drawer

for Patrick Beary (d. 16 Jan 05)

by Roberta Beary
Washington, D.C.
first published in Contemporary Haibun Online, V 1 N 1

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