{via Elaine Edelson]

So Eliah comes home from school and spends
an hour on the trampoline. When she's done she
comes inside and says, "Oh. Forgot to tell you that
I got an award for writing a poem at school. We had
to write like ee cummings. Ya' know. He's not my style.
But anyway, wanna hear it?"

So we nod furiously and listen as she reads her homage
to "Hurt is like Hunger," and try not to cry.

vigorous gnawing
empty void hollowness
wanting crying starving for
relief slipping away into
nothingness...happy joyful
contentment stuffed
with smiles-gone forever...
disappointment
sadness no
forgiveness
crushed
parted
from
life

L O S T...

Then she went back out on the trampoline.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

FYI...Eliah is 11 years old