When did the minivan
become a clown car?
This random thought
overtakes my mind
as I watch kid #10
pile out of the van,
screaming and running
through a parking lot
while their mom waddles out,
cigarette in mouth
and I try not to judge
as kid #3 pees
on a dying tree
but how odd I must be,
as I sit
quietly, alone, smokeless,
and of all things,
I pee indoors.
Autumn Siders 