The Fates are Against Us, Anna

I didn’t even know
there were fates

but, there are
and they’re against us, Anna.

A walk in the park?
Great squalls of rain.

Sing in the rain?
The sun’s out again.

I don’t expect
my car to start

anymore, there’s
something wrong

with your front door
and your windows, too.

There goes the electricity.
I’ll call the city

see what they can do.

A sinkhole sank the Dreamette?
Yeah, I was afraid of that.

–June 2017