It dark out when the fight broke out
with the smears on the window.
Every moment they made was so blurred that
I couldn’t tell who was winning.
All I can hear was the loud voices and bark of a dog
then the light from my neighbor’s house all come on at once
and then feet steps and a door opening.
To car doors closing as the nightly fight interrupted and broken up
for the cops show up.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes