Corey D. Cook
The horses huddle in the snowy, wind-swept pasture as I make my way to the barn, trot in together when the door squeals open, only willing to part for buckets of grain and flakes of hay. I turn off the light and walk back to the house, hat pulled down, shoulders hunched as trees sway and bend, branches knocking together as if taking part in some drunken and disorderly dance.
My brother’s girlfriend tells me he left the house with a twelve pack the night before, went to a co-worker’s party, drove himself home, the car careening, bouncing off snowbanks, she said he staggered to the door and just stood there, so she opened it, shuffled out in her slippers and led him in for the night.
Corey D. Cook’s sixth chapbook, Junk Drawer, will be published by Finishing Line Press in February of 2022. His work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in As It Ought To Be, Boston Literary Magazine, Freshwater Literary Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, Naugatuck River Review, Nixes Mate Review, and South Florida Poetry Journal. He works at a hospital in New Hampshire and lives in East Thetford, Vermont.
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