The Nuclear Family

Written By Dan Mings

I dine with my family every day.
We sit at the concrete picnic table by the stone wall in the garden.
They are facing me and I come to join them;
I hardly notice they are their own shadows against the wall.

—a man
  Hokkaido Island
  Asia

 
Shadows of an adult and a child burned into a stone wall beside a concrete picnic table.
Dan Mings http://danmings.com
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