I feel like we’re playing musical chairs in the world.
I am not good at that game.
Where can we go?
What can we do?
Where is it safe?
When I was a kid people used to scream
at me because I would never leave my chair.
If I did it was to slither
over to the next chair
before the music even thought about stopping.
In my house there are many chairs.
There are many photos.
I like to stop
and sit on the chair that looks directly into the photo
of my family surrounding me.
That’s all I see
That’s all I pray for.