Written for: Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge
Write a together again poem. It can be good, bad, or just awkward.
New cellmate due. He paces
space from corner to corner,
wondering who he will have
to get used to next. Mike
was quiet, except when reciting
verses from the bible. Not a bad
guy. Looks odd now, all those photos
of the saints plucked off the walls.
He coughs–a raspy, phlegm-filled
sound–and figures he will probably
be long gone before he is free.
Couple of hours pass; he hears
plodding footsteps coming
down the hall. Estranged
from his family ten years ago,
he knows no one is coming
to tell him he has a visitor.
The footsteps stop outside
his cell. He looks up
from his book. Hell, can’t be.
He rubs his eyes, starts to cry.
The guard unlocks the door,
and his baby brother enters.
He is torn between anger
and joy. Just a boy last time
they saw each other. He has
a lot of questions, but then,
they have a lot of time.