Thursday, December 5, 2013

visa for america, poem by Carol Leff

visa for america

during my mother’s visa interview they asked why she wished to visit my sister. her flow of tears hid unspoken fears as she explained they had not seen each other for six long years.

my interview a year earlier had gone more smoothly. they only made me walk barefooted and drink my bottled water in front of them.

every last drop.

Poem by Carol Leff, Published in Botsotso, jozi spoken word special edition, 15.

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