she remembered off and on
throughout the afternoon
why she needed to leave school and go home
she tried calling on the old wood phone
told us she did not need to be here
told us her mom misses her
gave us so many, many reasons
and finally
she came up with my favorite:
“i need to go home…….to fix my hair!”
well, why didn’t you say so in the first place?
of course you do
we reminded her that mom would be back pretty soon
and in the meantime
we marched around like big dinosaurs
laughing and playing
ate applesauce and ran around outside
on a cool almost fall day
hair flying in the wind.
—
“home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.”
-aleksandar hemon, the lazarus project
I didn't have my glasses on.... 