Happy Birthday, Stranger
For 11 years we shared the same
apartments, houses, cardboard boxes
parents that only sometimes wanted
to be there —
we shared the same
rolling of the eye
the tip toe quiet
the bitten bottom lip
Every time I remember you
I remember it all
I sometimes remember
that you don’t like to
remember the way I do
Like me , you’ve built
your own history
Like me, you’ve moved
on and away
Like me, you are
an only child,
my brother
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About margaretelysiagarcia
Margaret Elysia Garcia primarily writes fiction, essays and poetry from a remote corner of the Sierra Nevada. She's currently working on a non-fiction book about plus-sized modeling. She's also searching for a publisher for her new collection of stories? Mary of the Chance Encounters. Her short story collection Sad Girls & Other Stories out now on Solstice Literary Press. She blogs here and at Throwing Chanclas and Girl Body Pride. Is a contributor to Hip Mama Magazine. She writes the zine The Adventures of Sad Girl with her daughter, Paloma. She’s a three-time director of the national Listen to Your Mother Show in Plumas County (www.listentoyourmothershow.com). She has an alternative women’s music show Milkshake & Honey on Plumas Community Radio (www.kqny919.org).
