Tuesday, December 10, 2024

Unc By Wanye F. Burke


Grandma fell on the

sidewalk and

lay still while

half of the town drove by her;

it was a truck driver from

out of town

stopped

and helped her up--

she walked home

on a broken hip

and called her son

who was upset at being bothered

but became eager to help

when he realized

that he might be able to steal her money

while she was in the hospital.





Wayne F. Burke's poetry and prose has been widely published in print and online (including in THE RYE WHISKEY REVIEW). He was nominated for a Pushcart by THE DOPE FIEND DAILY in 2022. He lives in Vermont (USA).


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