25 May 2023: HomeGoods

HomeGoods

~ by Janice Lobo Sapigao


Immediately after the diagnosis, we flip through the racks. 

Each of us yearns for a sweater or spoons—a reason to stay—a bargain—a bet. 

Ma and I search different sections of the store for something—then each other. 

Her—in lamps. Me—in clothes. Striking wires— 

The clacking hangers clapping one after another—bursting at the joints  

mimicking the sounds of knobs turning, 

or window panes breaking in slow motion, the air knocked out of them, too. 

I stack clearance candles in our cart. 

Ma checks out bathroom rugs and kitchen towels. 

These days we build separate homes from red tag items. 

I miss Ma the most between the Kitchen and Women’s Clothing departments. 

Unraveled by the operation of how  

one builds a house from the inside. 

A second diagnosis that day: I won’t ever come back here alone after she’s gone.

Isn’t shopping a series of searching? 

On the best days, everything is a grab—a steal—cancer and—my mother from me. 

My hope is that every space with four walls—that every day of treatment  

will be a door out—will be sunlight in bags—despite discount—let it be—big—  

all the time we buy back.  


Copyright © 2023 by Janice Lobo Sapigao. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on May 24, 2023, by the Academy of American Poets. 

https://poets.org/poem/homegoods?mc_cid=0c78a8356d&mc_eid=f47eb4250c


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