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Six PM
Professor Plum.
In the kitchen
With a…
Steak knife,
On a cutting board.
Dinner time.
Savory hints of thyme and basil
Drifting into far corners.
Seeping into the walls.
Upstairs.
Someone. Was
In my bedroom.
With... (what?)
Enter if you dare.
Warzone.
Splashes of…
What is that?
Optimism?
Windows thrown open in delight.
Sunshine pouring in.
Clothes being whipped around.
Books shoved in corners.
The room. Shaking.
Musical earthquake.
Curses of stubbed toes on bedposts.
Throbbing of back base found in footnotes
Chiming of church bells off in a distance.
Pause… Shhhh… What was that?
“Dinnertime.”
Thudding of footsteps on stair steps.
Wafting in of hot oven air
And the scent of something sweet.
There’s mom.
In the kitchen.
With a steak knife.
And a cutting board.
And it’s dinnertime.
Time: Six PM.
In my house.
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