A wedding cake pillow
tucked beneath
one participant
of a jump-the-broom
ceremony and celebration
speaks to the emptiness
of brown jugs.
No one wore white.
No rings exchanged.
Neighborly whispers
source her father’s
shotgun bias
and some bewitching
by the lark-hearted girl
over a month ago.
copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney
