when there was no quiet.
no silence.
the house
full.
the line at the bathroom
door.
a radio always
on.
the tv too.
a cat on the sill,
a dog
coming through the ripped
screen door.
it was
a doable but chaotic
house
of siblings, parents,
friends,
animals.
all finding a small space
somehow
to be
oneself.
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