FEAR
She found the emaciated Lab,
took it in,
cared for it.
Loved it,
until the owner showed up.
The dog cowered.
Remembered.
* * *
BOTTLE TIME
The baby cried,
but no one came.
Hours passed.
The baby kept crying.
Her mother's boyfriend
turned up the t.v.,
opened another beer.
Christopher Woods is a writer, photographer and teacher. He lives in Houston and in Chappell Hill, Texas. His work has appeared recently in GLASGOW REVIEW and NARRATIVE MAGAZINE. He shares an online gallery with his wife Linda at MOONBIRD HILL ARTS: www.moonbirdhill.exposuremanager.com/
She found the emaciated Lab,
took it in,
cared for it.
Loved it,
until the owner showed up.
The dog cowered.
Remembered.
* * *
BOTTLE TIME
The baby cried,
but no one came.
Hours passed.
The baby kept crying.
Her mother's boyfriend
turned up the t.v.,
opened another beer.
Christopher Woods is a writer, photographer and teacher. He lives in Houston and in Chappell Hill, Texas. His work has appeared recently in GLASGOW REVIEW and NARRATIVE MAGAZINE. He shares an online gallery with his wife Linda at MOONBIRD HILL ARTS: www.moonbirdhill.exposuremanager.com/
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