The Visit by Allen Henriquez

The Visit

By Allen Henriquez

Awake, drunk

laid out on the kitchen

floor

He spied a note that

read  no more no more

It was from his son Michael

His wife Daria had left

years before

The coast guard he joined

the letter said

He the senior Mike wished

he hadn’t hocked his gun

he would’ve put one in his

head

Now gone his only hope

The true Sun of his life

wasn’t there no job no hope despair

But he wasn’t alone

No, no dog no birds no goldfish

no pets just the squeak

of the kitchen’s screen door

unimpeded Mike saw him

smile at him laid out in disarray

No strength to resist and the visitor to pay