Aurora Magazine 2018

Papa Was A’Rollin’ Stones

A U S T I N S O M E R S

My father told me there was a time When he truly hated hauling The rubble of life’s meaningless struggles Up the same damn hill every day But did it Anyway.

I don’t know if he did it out of Duty, pride, or optimism or Was just giving life the finger, But he apparently Just kept on Pushing. That was a long time ago Though, Before he finally realized Meaninglessness was a myth After meeting his beloved Partner in climb:

My Mother,

Mrs. Sisyphus.

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