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I am lost in shadows explaining why my tenses are black
We marched trails of lace with out logic
Bestowed in memories-
of dirty piled up heaps
Side-by-side,
my dress got stuck between
The hugs,
Patting me on my shoulder,
I am so sorry for your lost
i, the first grand daughter
The color wind dropping down mocha cheeks
I should have known you more
stared straight to your face
Remembered-
pressed you in my memory
What you looked like-
kissed you longer-
loved you harder

but for that brief second

GR and I stood holding each other
right in the left corner where-the-silver-handle-rested-on-the-grass
we share memories that no one
could ever touch

We hugged so tight that the air lost life
and feel in-between legs

We thought of childhood laughs,
like brother-sister so many years
Goodbye.

Goodbye just like old relationships closed doors


we remember the horse drawn carriages in Schenley Park
and we were amazed,

our family house brings memories
of our potato chip trains on plastic-cover couches encircled
by our aunts
sung, smile for the camera

Today-tonight we have been walking in other's dreams- nightmares
Asking questions
Hearing echoes of yesterdays cry

My cousin holds his Kleenex between his thumb
His legs spread, I follow on his lap
he left tears on my dress
the one i never wore again
the one i left hanging off hangers 'cos it too
remembers my pink blossom
the day i changed directions,
flung in grim

it be me. this young lady bathing in gas
swallowed in this sadden vortex lazy sweeping my spirit
breathing beneath dirty sheets and coming out in the Grand River Yarns
unraveling

it be me, the sweet spirit dust touching
my grandfathers body
four years and he still spreads tears
monsoons my spirit
it dangles
holding me secure