Because how else do you tell a story like this?
Como Zoo Afternoon
Lions and Tigers, no bears
Rain fell
Eventually
Eventually also, we left.
On our street,
Dewy with rain
Shone the cars in the neighbors' drive.
On their mailbox fluttered
Gaudily, shockingly,
A cluster of balloons.
One long tan one in the middle
Two round blue ones on either side.
My sister, seventeen and innocent,
looked at the balloons,
then at Mom in the rearview.
"Are they having a baby shower?"
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