never saw my father’s living room,
but i imaged it, cut kitty-corner,
end to end, into triangles, like
mom’s grilled-cheese sandwiches,
hope dying on the one side
despair thriving on the other
“There’s only one great evil in the world today. Despair.” Evelyn Waugh, Vile Bodies
© 2017, poem and illustration, Jamie Dedes
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