House Where Wisteria Grew
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House Where Wisteria Grew
We couldn’t own ourselves, so we lived through each other.
When no one could decipher the speaker, we spoke,
Mom, come sit at the tablewith me, pat down my hair.
In the bedroom where all things
are said with a sigh, I do have more
fun—butterflies land on my leg—
and I can’t move.
The day I asked, We ready to leave?
She told me, Go, you’re old enough.
She was many people then. All of them, in love. [End Page 78]
Diana Marie Delgado
Diana Marie Delgado grew up in the San Gabriel Valley. Her poetry has appeared in Ploughshares and the Indiana Review. She is a poet and playwright.
