School

The kids decided to skip school and snuck among the pews at noon, where older folk, dyed in the wool, sat every day, with ears attuned.

Exiled from therapy or warmer bosoms, they seldom spoke to one another. The goal, perhaps, was everlasting peace, with nothing else left to discover.

One made a face, another gave a chuckle they ached for an entanglement therein. A glance, a touch, a revelation subtle Or crude, wherever youth had been.