Magnolia Leaf by Connie Ma
The house across the road
from me has been sitting
empty for years. The front
yard is littered with rusting
magnolia leaves.
The curtains are drawn.
Christmas lights wilt from
the eaves. There were people
there once. A family. But,
then something happened
and they disappeared.
Some nights, I tell myself
that’s where I live.
-Bison Jack
for years
I live there
the house across the road
once there were people
sitting nights
the front yard with
magnolia leaves
the curtains from
the eaves
that’s where
Christmas lights happened
a family is drawn
then me
but are they empty
littered and rusting
wilt
has been
I tell myself something disappeared
from some
