Derry

I'm going back to Derry. To my Derry.

I got the call.

It came yesterday.

In church, of all places.

The noise, the music, the talking, the little man in the pulpit.

All I could see was that house.

All I could think about was going back.

She pointed me there.

That night.

The last night.

I didn't really see it then.

But, it's time.

Now, it's time.

I'll go back.

Alone.

This is for me to do.

To stand there on that street.

In that house.

To walk the sidewalk.

To feel the air on my skin.

To say the words I need to say.

I'm going back.

I have no choice.

I knew this day would come.

And it is here.