Somehow, I lost the post I was writin’ 2 hours ago. It was a turning out to be prose poem about my sister and how our relationship went from close to estranged. I was just gettin’ into the meat of the post (my conflicted feelings about her showing up at my show and her request to get together more often) when the text went “poof.”.
I mean, I was gettin’ used to stayin’ away from my biological family these past 5 years and, though part of me wants to respond with a phone call to demonstrate my willingness to do my part to communicate, I can’t help but thinkin’ it’s just gonna end up bein’ a trail of tears, broken egos and bruised hearts.
And torn, shredded and forever lost poems.