Everyone Has Something To Say

on March 19, 2021
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                              for H & to H.
death seethed into a home &
did not pass through the door nor the window;
did not knock, greet or smile
no one knew how it got in, but when it left
you went missing.
mother tried to remember a passage through
in your sickness or a path in your frail palm:
maybe they were cues so she began tracing maps,
bit her fingers for not finding a blueprint.
she searched in the innocent words
you said & the clothes you wore
       —how you wore them & how they wore you.
a friend said she’d seen you on Monday
down the road, you smiled as she waved
like her, everyone has something to say
about the last time they saw you;
 on your way to the Madrasah.
remember the year you'd almost died?
your parents disbursed their hopes like bills
now your name is sour on your father's lips
& there is an eclipse on your mother's face:
a sad reminder of your disappearance into dust.

Rahma O. Jimoh is a writer and nature photog. She is a 2021 Hues Foundation scholar and a 2020 Pushcart Prize Nominee.  A lover of sunsets and monuments. She has been published or forthcoming in Feral, Praxis Magazine and The Hellebore. She was recently shortlisted as top ten in the Hysteria Writing Contest. She is the Poetry Editor for The Quills and a Poetry Reader at Chestnut Review