salience
January 27, 2004
And so I said to her, just be careful. Grandma is el papa's mom, the only link remaining between him and death. Tread lightly. And she said:
I'm treading so lightly, I would be floating if it weren't for gravity. Everything seems muted here, as if someone pressed a pillow to my ears. I don't want grandma to die.
And I don't know what to say.
It's like tears suffocate my words and all I can do is nod.
Knowing my baby sister is mourning before death chokes me.
She is hurting.
And I am not there to hold her.
I'm treading so lightly, I would be floating if it weren't for gravity. Everything seems muted here, as if someone pressed a pillow to my ears. I don't want grandma to die.
And I don't know what to say.
It's like tears suffocate my words and all I can do is nod.
Knowing my baby sister is mourning before death chokes me.
She is hurting.
And I am not there to hold her.
lasaliente, 21:22
