A neighbor stops by
to say his wife is leaving,
moving in with her sister—
just walked in the door one day
and said she wanted more from life. It all came as a surprise, he tells us.
Still, I remember Christmas Eve
some years back when he gave her
that red Subaru wagon.
Long after their kids fell asleep
(I imagine he, too)
and the house went dark,
she was out doing donuts
in the fresh white snow.