His sisters all changed their profile pictures to the backs of their heads. Is this some kind of political statement? What does it mean? Are they depressed?
He messages the youngest, “What’s the 411 on the updated profile pics?” Waits. Checks. Waits. Realizes his baby sister might not know what 411 means.
He tries the oldest “Elle, what’s up with the profile pics? A bad comb-over?” Waits. No response. Maybe his attempt at humor was insensitive.
Maybe the pictures are meant for him because he left home long ago instead of staying to help take care of things. So they all have turned their backs on him.
Graduate of Certificate in Poetry Program offered by San Diego Writer's Inc. I'd like my poems to first tell a story, evoke an emotion, a smile or a laugh.
Haha, I love how relatable this is! We often assume the worst when people go quiet, only to find out it’s something completely innocent like new haircuts. Great storytelling, Jeremy! If you ever have a spare moment, I’d be honored if you checked out my poetry on my profile as well. Keep writing! ❤️🌹
