Uniform
sunglasses
there are always
sunglasses, along with
shorts or skirts showing
thighs slender or swollen
and there are always sandals
flat or heeled
and sometimes
often
there’s a vague tattoo
on some exposed ankle
and the homogenous mothers
they either watch silently
or talk incessantly
to a friend or phone
as their uniformed sons
take the field.
~ David LaBounty
David LaBounty lives in Royal Oak, Michigan with his wife and two young sons. His poetry has recently appeared in Word Riot, Dogmatika, Pemmican, The Wild Goose Poetry Review, Thieves Jargon, Zygote in my Coffee, The Bergen Street Review and other journals. He is writer-in-residence for Megan’s Closet, a literary workshop site with a forthcoming print journal. His novel, The Trinity, has just been released and is available from Amazon and Barnes and Noble. More info at his very boring blog, http://davidlabounty.blogspot.com.
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