We are on a path
Talking to my mom
,I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner’
I say
You look at me
Knowing
Knowing
Knowing
,It won’t be done for another hour’
Mother would reply
I try not to choke on my lungs
,We’re a two hour walk away. I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner.’
You walk ahead of me
Hands over ears
Pretending we are
Not lying
,… okay, I’ll see you soon then.’
Mother says. The phone ends with a click.
I see you turn, the click of the phone alerting you.
We do not talk
You look at me
Knowing
Seeing the vines around my arms
I look at you
Knowing
With the stars in your eyes
We mourn
For the life we
Walked away
From
But we have never been so free.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 4:32 AM UTC
We are on a path
Talking to my mom
,I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner’
I say
You look at me
Knowing
Knowing
Knowing
,It won’t be done for another hour’
Mother would reply
I try not to choke on my lungs
,We’re a two hour walk away. I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner.’
You walk ahead of me
Hands over ears
Pretending we are
Not lying
,… okay, I’ll see you soon then.’
Mother says. The phone ends with a click.
I see you turn, the click of the phone alerting you.
We do not talk
You look at me
Knowing
Seeing the vines around my arms
I look at you
Knowing
With the stars in your eyes
We mourn
For the life we
Walked away
From
But we have never been so free.
