I was asked to bring a parent, she said.
but my mother had warned me about the henna I wore
am afraid of what she will say
‘is it why you were crying ?’,the other asked.
she stared away
like her thoughts had travelled far south
held her chin in her palm and nodded in agreement.
I wish i could be punished at school
she is a single mother and I haven’t helped
she spoke with guilt
her thoughts travelled far again
the pain in her eyes