Grandmother

Siena

 

Mother wants to send me

to visit gradmother. She

thinks it will

help.

 

She was enlightened by my

dear friend Kevin.

 

I wished to thank him,

but mother was too quick

to send me away.

 

            What I thought was love

is not.

            What I thought could be

won’t be.

            What I thought was strength

is weakness.

 

I arrived

            late. It is still dark.

I recognize the house

from when I was a child.

 

            I am

                        still a

                                    child.

 

 

Grandmother

 

            welcomed me She

kisses my cheeks and then

she looks into my eyes.

 

I could see the fear

            consume her face.

 

            She

                        knows.