Close Encounter

Mom said something.

“Ok,” I answered, stepping out of the kitchen and into the living room. Then one more step toward the door.

 

CRASH!

 

Shards of shattered glass rained down on the couch, coffee table, and carpet—one step away from me.

A Chevy Blazer’s back end hung through our obliterated living room window.

 

Mom’s embrace who swept up all the glass?

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Frank J. Tassone

Frank J. Tassone lives in New York City's "back yard" with his wife and son. He fell in love with writing after he wrote his first short story at age 12 and his first poem in high school. He began writing haiku and haibun seriously in the 2000s. His haikai poetry has appeared in Failed Haiku, Cattails, Haibun Today, Contemporary Haibun Online, Contemporary Haibun, The Haiku Foundation and Haiku Society of America member anthologies. He is a contributing poet for the online literary journal Image Curve, and a performance poet with Rockland Poets. When he's not writing, Frank works as a special education high school teacher in the Bronx. When he's not working or writing, he enjoys time with his family, meditation, hiking, practicing tai chi and geeking out to Star Wars, Marvel Cinema and any other Sci-Fi/Fantasy film and TV worth seeing.

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