I rang the doorbell
for your assistance with my donation
I am going back to the car to get more bags
you do not need to yell at me to stop
you do not need to yell
that this better be something you can sell
Do you treat everyone this way?
Even as I bring you more
you keep yelling.
Even after I am crying
and ask you to please stop giving me
a hard time right now
I understand that people often leave you trash.
Do you know what is in these bags?
My husband's shoes.
The shawl I wore to his funeral
Four days after he drowned.
I do not think you need to yell at me