The Boy With Flowers

twenty four.

I would never have imagined that I'd 

be standing in front of this house

the "creepy" house on the corner of the street

the kind of house that parents would make up tales

so we wouldn't cross paths with it

I never really saw it in that light, for my dad told me that

its what matters on the inside

knocking on the old wood door, I stepped back a few inches

though I shouldn't have been surprised, 

I couldn't help my widening eyes when 

a tall woman with a pixie haircut and eyes green as 

emerald opened the door

she looked exactly like him

I mean obviously, he had to get his traits from somewhere

but the similarities were uncanny 

not wanting to look like a fish out of water,

I quickly explained myself

"hi my name is mabel, I'm one of um axel's classmates

I came to drop off his homework"

expecting for the women to take the homework and 

say a quick thanks was the way I imagined it to go

so when she smiled and ushered me inside

I was once again

a fish out of water