My Grandmother's Cry

Never
have I ever
heard
her cry
before.

It was so sad
and hopeless.

The phone had just
rang,
it was someone
from the hospital.

My aunt died.

"They said,
she was getting
better."

She didn't have a chance.

None of us do.

We all
have to watch
each other
die.

We have to live
with these tragedies
for the rest
of our lives.

Not me.

From now on,
I'm unplugging the phone
and if someone
dies,
I'll pretend as if
they have just moved
to Mars
and have gotten themselves
an alien queen
with 12 vaginas.

That way,
I'll never
have to ever
hear her cry
again.