Going home

So much I want to go,

Hold my youngest nephew,

My hand hurts,

I want to stand on Ellen’s front porch,

Last time I was chased away when Diana fraudulently called Allamakee Sherriff and reported falsely about me,

She crushed my attempt to have my baby sisters back while she lived,

I want all back,

Not just one nephew,

There not bright enough to ketch not,

The lesson their church deity taught when he saved a woman being stoned,

I’ll put off going home,

I won’t talk about it I will just do it,

So I’ll go slowly,

Down the road,

Feeling once more like a woman without country,

Knowing I’m innocent of Never Haring my best.friend and mom,

Still looking forward to my half sister ravaged wthl an incurable sickness and the ghosts that.haunt her.