Wednesday, September 5, 2018

FROM A DISTANCE AMONG THE TREES...*


I can almost believe I am back home. Almost. 
The day must be particularly hot for me to fool
myself into thinking I’m on the Serengeti and that
the rest of my family are just over there. I am luckier
than most here – I came to this zoo with my parents
and my sister. Many others come alone and have to
make families out of the ones they meet here. Still,
my mother cries for my brothers left behind. So, do I.
She tells me I am safe here, will not be killed, and that’s
something good to remember. I try.

*From Elizabeth Bachinsky’s poem Night Voices from 
  the book Home of Sudden Service.

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