Audrey Wahking

Like nothing changed at all

After my mother’s
hair started growing
again my family
drove to the school
annual fair
our first social event
in months
and as I flitted
across the sun-lit field
playing Plague with
other nine year-olds
avoiding death by
a hair’s breadth
the speakers
blared Pompeii
But if you close your eyes
while my mother laughed amidst
smiling ladies the pink
cap on her head
hiding the smooth
expanse of her scalp
like roots concealing
a dormant volcano
as Bastille shouted
does it almost feel
like nothing changed at all?

Audrey Wahking is a young writer who aspires to find extraordinary moments in the midst of mundane life.