My little brother is a father now.
Two girls, one his own.
Those kiddie porn charges
seem to have gone
away.
Daddy got a good lawyer.
Spared no expense.
No more exposing yourself to minors
or luring what you think is a ten year old girl
when it is really the cops.
But he is a good father now.
We don’t talk about any of that.
Or how my 106 lbs sister
is doing her best Karen
Carpenter.
Shovelling lettuce
without dressing
from one side of the plate
to the other.
While her gin-soaked mother
sits in smoky Scarborough bingo halls
rubbing tiny trolls with purple hair
for luck.
Ryan Quinn Flanagan presently resides in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with an acute case of cabin fever after another long Canadian winter. He dreams of warm places and warmer women.
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