“A stucco of agony clothed her mind when she thought of having to go home to see her mother, a frail compound of maudlin substance. Someone shut the warm faucet in her body and she quaked in the wind. A man on his motorcycle tooted his horn and she heard a boy call his father a jerk.” PoetrySadnessTraumaFamily Relationships Book:Lonely Boy Blues Source: Lonely Boy Blues