Sunny Again

sunny again
by drew degennaro
Mom and Dad
went back and forth
all over the house
chasing one another.
As clouds
threw chunks
of sour milk
at cars.
And us kids
under the kitchen table
pinning our ears
tightly against our heads
to muffle
the fight.
It got louder
and suddenly the storm passed.
Laughter was heard
like nothing had happened.
It was sunny again.

0 thoughts on “Sunny Again

  1. this is an important memory, like a flashback scene of the antihero in a moofie. i adore the clouds/sour milk metaphor. that’s explosive.
    i appreciate the string of summery childhood tasting imagery poems on the main page.

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