my dad is vacuuming

my dad is vacuuming
up the line of ants in
the kitchen, holding
back that fierce
rank and file
to save my mom,
my brother, and me –
some heroes don’t
need a city


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  3. Nathan James

    I picture the mom, the brother, and the narrator all up on chairs. You didn’t write it in the poem; but it says something that you didn’t have to. Very very nice writing!

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