Absentee Father

 

Pause, cut the applause off mid-cheer, and
Screams of fans mid-screech like a bird of prey
Strangled in flight, body never found,
Never touching down

Erase the players off the grass, scrub them
With the brush of age or sponge of amnesia
Light uniforms, dandelion puffs, sift breezes during drifts

Ignore the sore limbs body-promised
By unyielding, plank seats
Our shifting (no relief) frozen with the spectators now
Your head bowed as though you seek
Removal from this snapshot of time

 

Bio:

Jennifer Ruth Jackson is an award-winning poet and fiction writer whose work has appeared in Red Earth ReviewBanshee, and more. She runs a blog for disabled and/or neurodivergent writers called The Handy, Uncapped Pen from an apartment she shares with her husband. Follow her on Twitter @jenruthjackson

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