My Friend Mark Doesn’t Feel Very Well

he’s coming home today to go

to the doctor to see if he can find out what’s wrong

even though he is anxious can’t sleep much even though

he has been worried for months he knows the weather

is warmer we will all go to dinner tomorrow night

maybe to the new African place on 110th and Fifth we

went there yesterday with Cindy and Steve where the African Museum

will be beautiful long room painted painted and the food

I wish I knew more words for food I’ll have to ask Paulette

how to describe bright beet salad all those grains

Mark knows that the room and the meal and sitting there with us

talking about something besides not being able to sleep

he knows he’ll be better for a while.

 

 

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

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