Woman with a Veil 7

Ms. Haiku

Jess returned home under a five-grey sky 
with no one waiting stoic with open 
arms, and a car with windows up for dry
conversation. More returning women 
walked by and past, and one offered a ride 
driven by an older sister parked in
slanted sideways. Never acting the shy 
ones, all three merged, bettered war-roads driven.

Once through the door the veiled hat flopped downside 
on the floor. She stood still, but the sent cue 
of future to face pushed breath into guides 
of never, no more; hugged pictures that flew
into walls and fell. On a page inside
written was, "We regret to inform you"