By Shelby Smoak
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We kiss and hold one another as if this is the only thing to do in the world. When we return to her dorm, she distracts the night-watch while I tiptoe past to her room, my bag in hand, slipping in undetected. Ana follows and shuts the door behind us. “I missed you,” she says clasping my hands, touching my lips with hers. ” She removes her shirt. I mine. And we move to her bed. “I don’t want to go too far tonight,” she says. ” So, we tease one another’s desire with our hands, our mouths, our burning breath.
We even have some that meet on Saturdays. I can’t make you come, but I do think it would help. You have a right to be upset, and this could be a forum for working through that. You shouldn’t go this alone. ” After the social worker leaves, I stretch out on the table and roll onto my side and gaze out the window to the parking lot below. From here, the cars remind me of the Matchbox toys I once played with. Then there was such simple joy in pushing a metal car across a linoleum floor or atop a bedspread or through a carpet of shag—just going from one side to another without a concern of why or what for.
In 1985,” Dr. ” I am numb. I do not move. My stomach twists, tightens. My body churns, knots, convulses. And my poached heart weeps its funerary rhythm. My parents have kept this from me as I’d requested. And I realize now how their already hard-worn hearts must have torn with sadness all these years as I grew up. They protected me by their silence, like Trappists, saying prayers but not speaking. But today it changes. My innocence is shed from me. I am an adult. I am educated to grief and pain and hurt and death.