Second Estrangement
Please raise your hand,
whomever else of you
has been a child,
lost, in a market
or a mall, without
knowing it at first, following
a stranger, accidentally
thinking he is yours,
your family or parent, even
grabbing for his hands,
even calling the word
you said then for “Father,”
only to see the face
look strangely down, utterly
foreign, utterly not the one
who loves you, you
who are a bird suddenly
stunned by the glass partitions
of rooms.
How far
the world you knew, & tall,
& filled, finally, with strangers.
Copyright Credit: Aracelis Girmay, "Second Estrangement" from The black maria. Copyright © 2016 by Aracelis Girmay. Reprinted by permission of BOA Editions, Ltd., www.boaeditions.org.
Source: The black maria (BOA Editions, Ltd., 2016)