Tuesday, September 27, 2011
But that is beside the point right now, because Soup grew up and I moved away, and Soup's children—they grew up, too. The last time I saw Soup's youngest, Aimee, she was young, very young. She was carefree.
Today Aimee is a high school student and a poet, and Soup just sent two of her newest works on to me. There is a line in one that strikes me as particularly alive and yearning and exquisite, and I hope Aimee won't mind if I share it here. Look at this. Say it out loud and listen. The words of a young soul leaned forward:
can I say what I’ve lost
if you’re not
— Aimee Seu