Esther Heboyan: GRASP, UNGRASP

tomorrow
 – my father pondered
tomorrow
i do not know
whether the lord
up above
shall allot my daily round
therefore
– a father frowned
therefore
nag me no more

and so
each tomorrow
with dreams demurred
wants aslant
happened
– in a freeze-frame
my sister’s fortune-pony 
upmeadow
my brother’s rubikcube fame
worldly
my forever quest plundered
poste restante

© Esther Heboyan. Used here by kind permission of the author.