In a flurry of activity and a cacophony of chatter
all of the family congregated in the kitchen for a reunion,
the aunts and uncles and cousins
and even the distant relatives that you only see every few years.
Everyone was there except me.
I sat in my room across town looking for my shoe.
My mother finally came to help me and admonished me
for losing my clothes and keeping
the clan waiting for so long.
Finally her frustration at me reached a breaking point
and she began to place boards over my windows and
doors, nailing them to the walls.
When she finished we sat and looked at each other
and came to the realization that we were captives together.