nanda
She waited
Parked patiently on the road across from school
for the bell to ring, and the stream of eager children spilled
out of the large green front doors
I spotted her car without trying,
it was hard not to. I wasn’t sure
how to explain, or whether to do anything
but shrug as she ____ to carve enough room in her back seat
for my friend.
I sat in the front
Duct Taped windows offering a glimpse
of the true chaos—the sea of feathers—
a symphony of smells.
When she spoke she pursed her mouth
showing her deep thought. Wrinkled her brow
pushed up her glasses.
notes:
[Describe car – List poem?]
[feathers]
[pictures of hindu gods]