Guests were treated to
An ostentatious display
Of calm civility,
The pretense
Of being a family,
But the moment
The guest departed,
The family would be
At each other’s throats,
Screaming
At the top of their lungs,
Hurling insults
Back and forth,
Venting their fury.
The family image
Was a façade maintained
Without regard to cost,
And it cost them plenty.
Charlie McCormick
About Me
- Charlie McCormick
- Adana, Türkiye
- I am an engineer, and have been for most of my life, but my passion is writing. I have developed a style that seems to suite me, somewhere between poetry, and common everyday dialog. I have done a few things in my life and gained a bit of wisdom along the way. The narratives I write are my way of passing on the wisdom I have collected. They consist of daily observations about the nature of life, the people I meet and the situations I find myself in. I try to add a few more each day to keep the blog alive, and to give me a sense of the momentum of my life. If any of you feel like corresponding with me, asking questions, or whatever, please send me an email at mccormick.charlie@yahoo.com. I would appreciate your feedback.
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