Which lips did I come out of
that you feel the need to yell
conceived on your tongue
grew in your vocal cords
the tremors
the tremors in which I developed
vibrated so deep
I do not feel swaddled
when your throat opens
I shake
close it for my comfort
I am late
eight
ten
sixteen years
I, child of showers,
I was birthed like no other
but I am still
a carrier of DNA
do
not
adapt
to make me a burden
or blame them on me
cut this cord
mami
take pride in my existence
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 4:27 PM UTC
Which lips did I come out of
that you feel the need to yell
conceived on your tongue
grew in your vocal cords
the tremors
the tremors in which I developed
vibrated so deep
I do not feel swaddled
when your throat opens
I shake
close it for my comfort
I am late
eight
ten
sixteen years
I, child of showers,
I was birthed like no other
but I am still
a carrier of DNA
do
not
adapt
to make me a burden
or blame them on me
cut this cord
mami
take pride in my existence
