Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Journal

October 26, 1994

I did not see them as
I entered the church.
But I saw everybody else,
Friends of theirs, friends of mine.
But I looked around in my
No, our, usual front row pew
And finally saw my father, with
My mother to his right (just
like in the living room)
I saw my brother and aunts and
All my friends packed in but
I could not see them, even when
I closed my eyes and looked
Real hard.

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