I'd like to cover
our concrete fence
with white paint all over
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it is right now, choking
with an overgrowth of healthy moss...
i intend to wipe the spreading green
off its surface
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............it seems too cruel, though,
plucking....scraping....or pulling something
.....away from its habitation,
......................its comfort zone
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i thought it similar to something
that had happened a long time ago...
..................it left us with no choice,
.........we had to leave the house
where we were born
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my mother, my siblings and i,
we moved in
....with my aunt and her family,
.....................in a faraway place
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things weren't the same again
.............after my father died...
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Sall­y


Copyright September 15, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan