I heard the door close
I assumed you left
sadness.
a
close
closed
sad
sadness.
slow breath.
she cried and cried and cried.
she looked out the back window and cried.
her little head peeking over the back of the seat.
crying, crying
until
she
turned away
and
fell
asleep.
curled up
in
the
back seat.
when I left my grandparents
I never wanted to leave
seeing them through the window
fading in the window
fading in the distance
why did we have to go?
I cried every time
I thought it was normal
This is just how goes?
I can still see them waving
from the front steps
the white house in the background
framing them as I wept.
I looked back and kept crying.
cry, cry cry.
I looked back and kept crying.
cry.cry.bye.
Dec. 20