In another world I want to be a father without passing through the eternal insan of mourning my children experiencing ritual watching children return hom as bodies folded like prayer mat spending nights telling them stories hometown where natives become aliens searching for shelter. watch grow recite name their homeland Lord's Prer frolic in streets being hunted animals bush mobb death. tame grasshoppers field play with eir dolls living room inhale fragrance flowers waving wind blows se birds measure sky wings..