Grandfathers Can’t Be Mommies
The auditorium empties
And I shed my cloak
To sing
“Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There’s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby”
My white beard covers a swollen
Belly from all the milk I’ve
Been drinking
“Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true”
Eyes sinking low and thinking,
How can I give birth to
A baby?
“Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me”
I was told when I was ten
That I could be whatever
I want
“Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me.”
Try to be a mommy in a world
Like this. Cloudy, broken
And mean
“Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can’t I?”
Crazy, outrageous, scream.
No one can see me
For me
“If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?”
“Grandfathers can’t be mommies,”
Somebody broke
My dream.