after someone pulls the plug
on a simmering brawl.
He unfolded from his defensive
crouch,
and as he did the deflated demons
slid off his back in helpless
confusion, protesting feebly
in the morning light.
Breath filled his being once again
and the ossified seals on his
heart were sundered.
He stood, relieved,
silently contemplating a future
that once again seemed to him
filled with possibility,
rather than the
grim decay of lost hope
and trembling dread.
And as he looked at the
youngest one, her toddler face
filled with pirate-like mischief,
his smile
became an easy laugh.
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