Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Room 6 Willow

Willow sat in the chair that was next to the T.V.
He was emaciated. He looked like an old balloon that had been blown up and after a time had deflated. He just sat there quietly. 'I don't know where I am,' he said.

He said this to a caregiver as she walked into the room.

I know where you are, she said matter of factly. I know who you are and where you are. You are safe. I am taking care of you. And I love you.

He looked tired, defeated and resigned.

'I don't know where I am.'

©2009 Wendy Martin

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