This is a series of three poems. I originally wrote -Death- and afterward, decided I wanted to write more. So far, the series is three short poems long. I kept them in similar form and meter.
The Biography of My Sister
It begins with a slap to see if she's alive.
She screams until she finds rest against
some stranger, who holds her closely
to breathe her in for the first time.
When someone takes her away, she joins
the hospital's crying babies.
Take me back. Oh please, take me back.
Her mother, hung over from a morning of rum
and cokes, trips over one of her toy
dolls, dropping the fresh cake over
the floor and blames her with a slap.
She runs to her room and curls
into the darkness of blankets.
It's my party. I can cry if I want to.
Her mother, still under the effects of smoking
white rocks, chases her down and stabs her
twice, screaming about how she spilled
mac and cheese on the floor again.
As the paramedics arrive, the gurney
feels like a cloud rising toward the sky.
Is Heaven supposed to be this dark?