She is no longer my mother.
She did not breast feed
my siblings. She was never
married to my father. I remember
how she wandered before the morning
toward a worn out
Who knew there was such a place hiding
behind my home? Shade so deep, mist so thick
that I stumble on a dead tree covered with wet moss.
I fall down and feel soggy leaves
under my palms.
Sankar Roy, originally from India, is an engineer, MBA, poet, translator, essayist and multimedia artist living near Pittsburgh, PA. He is a winner of PEN USA Emerging Voices, author of two chapbooks of poetry from Pudding House– Moon Country (2006) and The House My Father Could Not Build (forthcoming, 2007).