Family Dinner

A Quiet Evening – Naifu (Alex) Wang

Family Dinner

Layla Wood

Sitting silently around the scuffed wood

The food steams as grandma raises her fork

No one talks like a good family should

Till everyone digs in to their soft pork

Mom’s left the table, away from chaos

Everyone asks about brothers soccer

Uncle Tims getting mad at Uncle Tom

Grandmas eyeing me down like a stalker

I sit quietly and take it all in

Watching as they tear each other apart

Was this really how it had always been?

Blurs of color, sick piece of modern art

I hear a laugh from my baby cousin

She smiles at me and the light floods in