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Fish in The Sky


Double-check the mirror

for my mother's eyes

(two bruised plums)

 

I'm still afraid

to go into the kitchen

(It's late and the shadows

move like cockroaches)

 

So I haven't served our

country or been to war

(but I've seen it, heard it

in my own home)

 

and yet

it took me twenty years

twenty years

(to notice the moonlight)

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