Through Titi's (Small Boy) Eyes

by Kalena Rettner
Poetry
We live in a mudd howz
just a stone’s throw
from the water.

Miss Kalena say
It’s the Karibeen.

We use the water
to wash clothes
and bathe
Miss Kalena
shows me a showvur.

The mother goat
hangs herself.
Miss Kalena cries
a lot
I think she is fu.
Fu is crazy.


















She say Goats are animals.
I say goats are food.
She cries for the baby goats.
I feel nothing.
She say In America,
they have baby goats
in their houses.

We are hungry.
We eat kreyonz.
Miss Kalena
say Do not.

We are still hungry.
We eat at school,
then we make pictures
with kreyonz.

I want to go to this America.
I like math books very much.
Miss Kalena say
someday I may.

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