Stumbling is in my nature
The bruised legs of my mother who ran into walls that jumped out at her
She told me green was her favorite color before I knew what it meant to feel growing life
I trip on trails filled with deep green leaves
I once saw her crying as a weakness
Now I know how heavy it is to carry such uninhibited emotion
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC
Stumbling is in my nature
The bruised legs of my mother who ran into walls that jumped out at her
She told me green was her favorite color before I knew what it meant to feel growing life
I trip on trails filled with deep green leaves
I once saw her crying as a weakness
Now I know how heavy it is to carry such uninhibited emotion