{"id":821,"date":"2016-06-06T15:54:17","date_gmt":"2016-06-06T15:54:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/?p=821"},"modified":"2020-10-09T23:01:35","modified_gmt":"2020-10-09T23:01:35","slug":"mom-i-have-a-few-requests-for-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/2016\/06\/06\/mom-i-have-a-few-requests-for-you\/","title":{"rendered":"Mom, I Have a Few Requests for You"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>By <a href=\"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/gil-kazimirov\/\">Gil Kazimirov<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed-youtube wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<div class=\"ast-oembed-container\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Mom, I Have A Few Requests For You [Spoken Word Poem] - Gil Kazimirov\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/CrSdlVkFreY?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/div>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\"><p>Full page includes a transcript of the poem.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<!--more Transcript-->\n\n\n\n<p>Transcript<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mom,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have a few requests for you, now that I\u2019ve moved away:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>1.&nbsp;<b>My room.<\/b><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not change a thing. Do not move the bed. Do not tear down my posters. G-Unit is an inspirational group of gentlemen, I&#8217;ll have you know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My way worn, well-worn clothes, woven fabrics warming weak, weathered bones \u2013 keep them too, right where they are, pants, jackets, shirts, in a neglected pile, my silent accomplices in the making of the careless moments of youth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not buy a new desk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not repaint the walls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not rid my shelf of unread Spanish textbooks<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Let me rid my self of the Steinbecks and the Gatsbys,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not read my self-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Directed instructions on how to get some being to think I am worth loving, like there\u2019s some secret sauce,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not lead yourself to trash na\u00efve, handwritten lists hidden in desks that start with 1. And end with:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Figure out what music she likes and buy all of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>2.&nbsp;<b>Your food<\/b><strong>.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not change a thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If the gods cooked Schnitzel, you\u2019d see them huddled over your recipe,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>deciphering your chicken scratch, maybe adding mashed potatoes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Chicken Soup, peppered with parsley and your devotion. I know you say this is not how time works but it\u2019s precisely your soup that was prescribed to ancient&nbsp;Roman soldiers. For what heart or bones or spirit broken can its warmth not mend?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yes, you are alone now, but as petit as your appetite, don\u2019t you dare tell me&nbsp;it\u2019s too much effort or ask <i>who\u2019s there to cook for?&nbsp;<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I refuse to believe a Saturday will pass without knives slicing tomatoes, burnt, cut but somehow still delicate hands twisting open jars that others would ask their man to open, spices and warmth spreading themselves unto the air surrounding your tedium, your hard work, your love for the food, for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Call me when the food is ready, please, as if I am still sat in my room, waiting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Because mom, listen, if you stop cooking, what smells will I use to find my way back home?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>3. <strong>You.&nbsp;Mom.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not change a thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If the years begin to dig their trenches alongside your eyes or in the depth of your brow, as if making preparations for the ultimate battle, do not let them. Nationalize their shovels, imprison them with no trial. Be ruthless, mom, you might just have to learn how.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Do not let the powerful brown of your hair gentrify like Bed-Stuy, or let the corners of your mouth turn&nbsp;into the grimace like suns that have set. When I come back to visit, please, be just the way I had left you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mom, do not change a thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Love,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Your Son<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That was the letter I had wanted to send, but didn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Because I realized that if selfishness was one letter, and not 11, it would be the letter of&nbsp;a kid demanding his mom not to change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To freeze time in anticipation of his sporadic visits, to stop living until the phone rings and I am on my way, and your vocal chords strain under the pressure of their rebirth, and your mind already on its mental path through grocery aisles and parking lots,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>just so I feel like everything is the same as it always was, so I can pretend I never left you in the past as I went about in search of my future. So-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Thank you, mom, for being a willing accomplice in this crime, but I think its time for me to turn myself in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Go ahead, throw out my notebooks, rid yourself of your pots and your pans;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>let your veins emerge from their shyness, let gravity gently tug at the folds of your eyelids, let age find its home in&nbsp;the fibers of your body as long as your heart \u2013 your heart it doesn\u2019t touch. And know this:&nbsp;even if you stop cooking&nbsp;Schnitzel, I\u2019ll always find my way back home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u00a9\u00a0Copyright 2016\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/gil-kazimirov\/\">Gil Kazimirov<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image round-img is-style-rounded\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/gil_kazimirov-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-5155\"\/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>Gil Kazimirov is a New-York based writer of short-stories, poetry and non-fiction.&nbsp;Check out his other&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=C1Y681gmxZ8\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">spoken word video<\/a>&nbsp;or&nbsp;his rants at the&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.huffingtonpost.com\/gil-kazimirov\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Huffington Post<\/a>&nbsp;and&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/medium.com\/@gkazimirov\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Medium<\/a>. Maybe follow him on&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/ThisKazimirov\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Twitter<\/a>&nbsp;if you&#8217;re feeling really adventurous.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Gil Kazimirov Full page includes a transcript of the poem.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-821","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-spoken-word"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/821"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=821"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/821\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5195,"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/821\/revisions\/5195"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=821"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=821"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/87bedford.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=821"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}