The Human Touch 2013 - University of Colorado Denver
The Human Touch 2013 - University of Colorado Denver
The Human Touch 2013 - University of Colorado Denver
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I Don’t Remember ...<br />
Nicole Arevalo<br />
HIV in the 80’s<br />
Denise E. Canby<br />
I don’t remember you, the person lying dormant within a shell <strong>of</strong> unpolished stone<br />
cracked with disuse.<br />
You used to torment me perched atop my mind. Your legs swung to and fro with the<br />
attempt to crush the s<strong>of</strong>t membrane with your cumbersome weight.<br />
I don’t remember how I allowed your acrid words to affect my posture, my will and<br />
my dreams.<br />
Your voice was always in the background, but I gave each word power over my<br />
emotions, my life, my independence and my world.<br />
You tried to devour my life. Now you sleep within my thoughts. Now I possess<br />
strengths that keep your malicious remains in exile.<br />
I banished you there to the cold waters while courage and perseverance burn the<br />
stench <strong>of</strong> you away.<br />
Year by year, the memory <strong>of</strong> how you reveled in my defeats, angered by my victories,<br />
fades into the void <strong>of</strong> the past.<br />
Soon you will fi nd no voice remains, having been stripped naked <strong>of</strong> your power. You<br />
are reduced to ash, lifted by the invisible weight <strong>of</strong> who I have become.<br />
You crumble to nothing before my heated stare, penetrating your fl esh as you once<br />
did to me.<br />
I don’t remember you, the voice within us all that says you can’t grow, can’t evolve,<br />
can’t change, can’t become. •<br />
You’re a good Dad,<br />
I tell him.<br />
We don’t see many Dads<br />
here.<br />
He shows me pictures:<br />
A robust man <strong>of</strong> muscle<br />
climbing a rock face.<br />
His son before AIDS.<br />
“He’s not like these guys,<br />
you know.<br />
He’s a good kid.<br />
Got it from a lady;<br />
so many girlfriends.”<br />
I feel like I know his son.<br />
I tell him this,<br />
we make a plan.<br />
Next visit<br />
I will take a break.<br />
Leave the clinic.<br />
Meet this wonderful<br />
terribly sick son.<br />
Months go by.<br />
He never comes back.<br />
<strong>The</strong> sinking feeling begins.<br />
How far did this man disappear<br />
To begin his story again.?<br />
A photo <strong>of</strong> himself tucked in his pocket. •<br />
PG 92<br />
PG 93