Remembering mom and dad.
Two islands of memories
Kicking up the dust
Left the city
Leaving the life
Now I stand
In dirt and dust
Holding my breath
Holding my secret
Remembering mom and dad.
Two islands of memories
Kicking up the dust
Left the city
Leaving the life
Now I stand
In dirt and dust
Holding my breath
Holding my secret
“So, have you called that someone yet?” You asked, dressing me down Hiding your laughter Amma, this is for you I listen to this song, Remembering your laughter Remembering how your body shook As you stood...
And so we Just walked in In red white and green Half-naked and bare feet I keep looking over Feeling her smile, Yielding my shoulder For her unseen hand To brush away An unseen speckle Someone said “I know you...
The day after Amma left. Sometime past midnight. Knowing that in the morning we are to carry her away. Did I write this then, or a few days after, I can’t say. It seemed a whole world kept washing away in my...
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