Homecoming

by Mary Mageau

I’m out again - I need a place to stay tonight. He pushes past me stashing two six packs in my fridge, then walks around quickly: checking all the windows, counting the mailboxes at the front entrance, locking the back door. His arms are full of ink now – all prison tatts, he’s still so edgy and has that same smell of unwashed clothes. He opens a cold beer as we face each other across the kitchen table. "And what about your restriction order?" I’ll be gone tomorrow.

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Mary Mageau, who lives "Down Under," writes whenever she can and publishes poetry in Contemporary Haibun, Gusts, Eucalypt, and Paper Wasp.