Ears of Fury

"EARS OF FURY"

“I'm done,” she said
and she got out of her
car grabbing
her kid
from the backseat.
“You're not my father,”
she said,
walking away
without lessons from
a father.
then she was
out of my sight,
angry like 
a bull running without
direction in Pamplona.


By: Chicano Eddie
7-17-2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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