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| the sadness can be brutal
too heavy to deal with my brother knows this calling me from Texas telling me he is having a spiritual crisis do I know where he can find Jesus do I think his sexy co-worker likes him even though she rolls her eyes at his attempts at flirtation do I think he is weird for wanting to abandon his apartment and live in a pasture on our mother's ranch his second night in the hospital I call the lobby a strange man answers and finds my brother for me my brother does not know what I know that he has been diagnosed with schizophrenia I keep it light I keep the tears out of my voice I tell my brother I am sorry I cannot afford to fly in to visit him he says it doesn't matter he'll be out soon he asks if there is snow in the Sandias my bones carry me to the window I can barely see the mountains I will send postcards when I have the money |
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