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Madeysin Aug 2021
Mom, such a foreign word
I have one, I know one, I am one
And yet I haven’t begun to understand the meaning
Madeysin Aug 2021
“A burden of joy”
A joy so heavy you have to feel it
Hold it in your arms
Cradle it to your chest
Rock it steadfast to sleep
Madeysin Apr 2021
I don’t feel beautiful. But when he holds me I do.
Madeysin Mar 2021
Your back a map to sleepily tell you how I love you so
Your shoulder blades always a consistent ache
My face finds the crook in your chest
Hallowed out to hold my heart steadfast
Madeysin Mar 2021
I don’t often run into my collar bones
My hands are too busy tugging on the too tight knit shirt
Today I didn’t have to fight the stitching off
It hugged my knees loosely
Enough room for you, me and all the hungry ghosts between us
I don’t often run into my collar bones
Today you could drink from them
Madeysin Jan 2021
When you laughed you took all the air from out of our lungs & for the first time I was glad to see you selfish.
Madeysin Jan 2021
The deepest intake
The shallowest chest cavity
Held nothing for me
Deuteronomy
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