Third Family Portrait

Radical Face2016年3月25日

Third Family Portrait - Radical Face

Written by:Benjamin Cooper


It was the dead of winter


The cold was in our bones


And our shelves stood barren


As we had ever known


So our mother stands on the porch one evening

The silent crack in her stony mask she looked up at the sky


And said please


And by the turn of summer we packed up all we owned


And with my mom and brothers we started for the coast


And I would count all the clouds on the way

And you and I would name them while the world around us changed


And I remember asking if the place we're moving would have more food

And my mother grew as distant as can be


And mouthed please


So I so tired eyes pay no mind


The river of time will drown these days out


It was the year just after we stood and watched the sea


And my mom was smiling


No longer saying please