With our poor diets and premature marriages,
we became witnesses, guilty, and sentenced
to the predictable unfolding of events we didn’t see coming
because we were busy being ourselves, and these were errors so horrible,
they were funny.
So we laughed when it was uncalled for
and cried when something had finally gone right,
toasting to dead parents who had warned us
in all the wrong ways, giggling from the skies,
“We had parents too.”
Amber Weinstock holds a BA in Literature from Binghamton University. After teaching in South Korea and traveling for over a year, she’s returned to Brooklyn, NY to pursue art things and fight the urge to float away like a helium balloon again.