Four PM
A nurse came by the house today.
Her name was Violet.
She looked familiar, but I had the feeling
she hadn’t been here before because she didn’t
want to get out of the car as the dogs were outside.
“My dogs bite,” she said.
She laughed when she said that
and from where I stood
near the unrolled window, she smelled good.
We were talking about health stuff.
I took some papers inside for her,
for Mom to sign,
and brought them back…
