[the Writing of Kuypers]
“we’re in america now,
so when he wanted
i’m thirty now,
and he can’t understand me
he’s here before my eyes
like i love you
looking back
we never talked
we never asked
so now when i see him
i think he still understands
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Conversations
a day of grieving,
1/22/94 three
my father spoke polish
and so did we
until one day
he decided
they should speak english”
to tell us something
he would speak in polish
and my mother
would translate
and my father is sick
and dying
and i can’t tell him
all the things
i wanted to
it seems obvious
like a family
each other
how was our day
all i can do
is hold his hand
and show him
the emotions
on my face
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