Miscreants and Family by Len Kuntz

Mom is still in bed at noon
The cats traipse across the sink
like tight rope walkers.

My friends never come over anymore
and that’s just as well.

I blink as shooting stars land in my hair.
A firecracker explodes behind my left eyeball.

One thing is not the other
and no one goes to the moon anymore.

It’s time to face the fact that
we’re stuck here,
miscreants and family,
doomed to do our best
or bleed in place.

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About the author:

Len Kuntz is a writer from Washington State, an editor at the online magazine Literary Orphans, and the author of the story collection THE DARK SUNSHINE.  His latest story collection, I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE AND NEITHER ARE YOU is forthcoming from Unknown Press in March of 2016.  You can also find him at lenkuntz.blogspot.com