2016/wholives

I’m always trying to figure out
who lives where.
The single mom on the other side
of Maple,
who works at a university
hours away,
now has two other women
in her house, both of
whom seem to have children.
I’ve been inside that house
and don’t know where they sleep,
three small bedrooms downstairs
and one in the attic,
one room with a door
with frosted glass, like a
detective’s office in a movie,
where the last owner’s
mother slept.

3/11/16