Little Sage

3.11.17 Kevin Boileau

I made it home, mama

but they hurt me so bad

then crawled inside, papa

they’d already killed me, sad

My body-broken-stopped

that day, and I —

could not cry nor walk to die

but I loved you then

I’m a ghost here now

in another room, train is

coming soon, so I can’t stay on

but I loved you then

I hear you all crying

it’s not over for you still

but my little paws are healed

I must leave, the rain, I can now smell