The Wall Heater


PNNscholar1 - Posted on 25 November 2010

Author: 
Revolutionary Worker Scholar

The Wall Heater

(For my father on Thanksgiving)

By Revolutionary Worker Scholar

 

i was in my bed

which was basically

a mattress that sat flat

on a hardwood floor

 

 

it was near a heater

that was mounted in

the wall covered in a layer

of dust

 

on the other side

of it was my father's

bed where he slept with

his wife

 

sometimes i could hear

them through the heater

in the middle of the night

 

one night as i was

dozing in the space between

sleep and the other part of

who i was i heard my

father cry out

 

I'm nothing!

 

then there was

mumbling followed

by silence

 

i fell asleep with

my belly empty yet filled

with my father's words

 

I'm nothing

 

I awoke and looked at

my 15 year old face in the

mirror and left for school

 

and i looked again

and i was 20, 25, 30,

35, 40...

 

and some nights

i woke in the middle

of the night and

cried

 

...

 

Dad, i never

forgot you or that

wall heater

 

you both kept

me warm

 

 

(C) 2010 Revolutionary Worker Scholar

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