Clouds

rape changes everything

My sister and I used to uncover clouds.
I always saw animals and angels
and God looking down on me.

We traveled to Barbados for her high school graduation.
I was raped.

She married.

Sometimes my eyes again wander to the sky.
Now all I see are wedding dresses and men with ponytails.
All my animals and angels have left me.
Even the little puffs of God have disappeared.