for Dad I’m writing you 10 years later & 2,000 miles Away from Our silence My mouth a cave That had collapsed I’m writing While you You wear the Hospital gown & count failures Such as the body’s Inability to rise I see your fingers Fumbling in the Pillbox as if Earthquakes are in Your hands I think it’s time For us to abandon Our cruelties For us to speak So s o f t We’re barely Human.
Copyright © 2018 by Christopher Soto. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on February 2, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.
About this Poem
“This poem was written after Eduardo C. Corral's ‘To a Straight Man.’ Corral tends to write in shorter lines and with strong images that flip almost spontaneously, in accordance with the emotional energy of his poems. In this poem I attempted to copy Corral's form and technique because it feels so much different than what I am accustomed to writing. I usually feel most comfortable with longer lines that are rhetorically or politically centered. This poem was a new writing experiment for me.”