That evening she burnt her curry while cooking – this tiny incident made her realize that she had to act fast. Sitting and worrying was not being of any help.
As people on long distant bus rides
Tend to open up and talk
To pass the time away
Overseas I took the bus
I am here
to be your guiding light
to help you see
that you are all those things
At that moment, we felt like we belong. In this mess of a world, we became one. The endorphins in a hug made us feel like home. The home that we never had.
We roam the street flexing our rags
We tread on foot and suffer the lags
The privileged mock and call us scum
We absorb the shame and face our slum
I’d hold these babies up in one hand to the taunting wall of chocolate bars as I inched towards the counter at Rite Aid holding $3 bottles of Pinot by the necks between my fingers in the other and say “already got my fix, fellas.”
The blood, though, it was bright, sanguine, oxygenated, oozing from ruptures in the hands and feet, from a forehead scratched, a back scoured, a side rent. Strange, I hadn’t noticed it on the way in. I guess my mind was elsewhere.
After a long well-rested and fun filled holiday
As we get back to our morning running routine
Solos and songs of expectations
As we get into this new phase
All set and eager to explore
Sorry for forgetting how to be happy. Sorry for being too hard since the day he left. You didn’t deserve to feel worthless.
If I were to choose
Between sleeping rough
And waking in your absence,
I’d rather have the former
You have each made it past kindergarten and first grade and are safe in second grade. I’m passing out some vouchers, if you come back within the next three weeks, you may bypass Sid, if you like, and start from here in the break room
He wasn’t that far from her, literally.
But there was a wide divide between them.
Cannot be crossed.
Will never be crossed.