ARR 1988 - Flipbook - Page 79
Father
My father had pale blue eyes
Like little blue stones that
Splash
Shower
Shimmer
on cool clear water
They looked funny in his face
Woman's eyes
next to a square jaw
black hair
a rough beard that
Scratched
Scraped
felt good when he held me
When he was drunk
the blue would bleed
right out of those eyes
Breaking
Busting
his fist through a wall
Jack Deveny
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