Hoarseness Singing
The
last time my mama sobbed
Really
sobbed
With
grape size tears
Flowing
down
Through
wrinkles
We
were at breakfast
And
I let her down
When
she asked
“ Do I look like a monkey, the one I see in the mirror?”
In her
early 90s
To
me she was beautiful
But I
fumbled
By silence
hesitation
Adding
perhaps possibly
Sobs
and sighs became words and yelps
Hoarseness
singing
“What pains me
Not aging
Becoming ugly
Fatness is hard
Harsh is born black or Gypsy
The worst - inhaling silent poison
When you ugly
Really really ugly”
She sang
That's
when
We both
burst into laughter
Laughing
hard embracing each other
After
a while
Forgot
why we were laughing
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