How can you forget figi
manman’w?
She comes to you in your
dreams
She’s the shadow walking with
you
How can you forget her face?
She’s your marassa; she’s the
one behind the glass in the mirror looking back at you
How can you forget the kaban
san matla you slept on?
It’s made from your worn
memories
Your papa callused hands
Your manman delicate rough
hands
The dark green dress you wore
when you were 6* still tucked in the right upper hand corner of the kaban
Sonje tout ti moso sa yo
Those little pieces that keep
you sane on most days
Sometimes yo pa ase
Sometimes you dig the pen in
your left arm to watch the blood … to remember that you are one in the same out
of the four
Lonely but never alone
For your manman walks with you
in the shadows
Look at you through the
mirror
For your papa whisper in your
ears
Reminding you that you are
one in the same out of the four
*
Figi manman’w: your mother’s
face
Marassa: twin
Kaban san matla: bed without
a mattress
Sonje tout ti moso sa yo:
remember all those little pieces
yo pa ase: they are not
enough
