M’s house is exactly the same as I left two years ago.
That’s why she is my Mamita.
In the same room I off-load my heavy bags and case
From that far away country in the east I ran away from.
On the single bed where I rested my aching body
Wait patiently those familiar towels
Only more faded with their ocean blue
The books on the shelves read the same titles
The plants on the window sill greet a silent hello.
I’M BACK HOME.
Nací en China
Tengo nacionalidad británica
Pero mi corazón es argentino
O taught me these lines when I first started to learn Spanish
Murmuring them over and over lying in his arms
Heart overflown with joy.
I'M BACK HOME IN ARGENTINA.
Loved ones taken without waving farewells.
Bones broken and healed.
Old home left behind new home yet to be found.
Isn’t it wonderful to be back
Where I spent the happiest time in life?
Kala is petite and young.
With three months into her fluffy curious life
She enchants with so much charm and joy
Charm and joy that Maoito left with him
Along with his enormity
Sadly inevitably
And……
Mamita is in Love!
Who told me in all these years
that she no long relies on a man's love
In her life of old age?
