swear jar.

by SYDNEY CHURCH - November 21, 2020

my family never kept a swear jar,

but everytime a word was thrown in the air,

an imaginary quarter

hit the glass.

and everytime i heard the ring

of metal on mason,

i floated away

to a planet with no pennies.

i don’t think the jar ever

filled quite full

but in high school

the clink never seemed

to end.

and the day i thought

the coins had finally stopped

i heard the jar shatter.