you walk past me
like you’re still carrying the outside in with you
the door closes
but it doesn’t take it with it
keys fall
bag falls
your hands don’t
they reach for paper
like it won’t ask you anything back
you don’t look at me
not yet

and I want to tell you
it can wait
you can sit first
you can breathe
but I don’t have that kind of voice
so I stay quiet
like always
you work fast
too fast
like something is right behind you
breathing
calling your name
in a voice you don’t answer
I hear it
I wish you could hear it
the way I do
but I can’t give it to you
I can only watch
as your hands press harder
like pressure might fix it
I have seen you in other lives
same body
different light
this home has seen it too
birthdays
graduations
deaths
walls holding sound
long after it leaves
your sons became men
one by one
they walked out of these rooms
carrying pieces of you with them
the doors closed softer each time
and the house learned
how to be quiet
you used to turn toward it
now you turn inward
and I
I remember everything
you don’t say out loud
you move like a held breath
like if you stop
everything will rise at once
I want to tell you
it’s already there
it’s not waiting

but I am not made for words
so I sit
and breathe slow
for both of us
you go somewhere
I know the place
your body stays
but you leave it
your eyes change
the room feels it
I go with you
I always go with you
because I can
because you don’t know how
to stay there alone
you give things up early
like you’re afraid
of what might stay
I want to tell you
not everything that stays
hurts
not everything that grows
will take from you

but I don’t have language
only presence
only this small body
that follows you
without question
there are others
I know them too
the ones you don’t speak about
but carry anyway
I feel them
in the way your breathing breaks
in the way your hands hesitate
over nothing
I sit with you there
I wish I could say
their names with you
I wish I could tell you
they are still soft inside you
but I can’t
so I stay
there are nights
you are not here
even when you are
you sit in front of me
but you are somewhere deeper
and I want to call you back
I want to say
come here
stay here
with me
but all I can do
is walk closer
sit beside you
wait
and then
you come find me
not because I called you
but because something in you
remembers

my stillness
my quiet
my staying
your hand reaches
your body softens
your breath returns
and I feel it
that moment
when you come back into yourself
I would tell you
you don’t have to leave like that
I would tell you
you are safe here
I would tell you
you are still whole
even when you feel like you are not
but I was not made
for your language
so I stay
where you can find me
every time you forget
where you are
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