to the woman
******* on an unpeeled mango
like a woman's ****
you squeeze out the fruit's juices
like a child
drains it's mother of her milk
until she is empty, a shell
of her former self.
you look at her, your
sleeping daughter and wonder
where your own mother is.
Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 3:15 PM UTC
to the woman
******* on an unpeeled mango
like a woman's ****
you squeeze out the fruit's juices
like a child
drains it's mother of her milk
until she is empty, a shell
of her former self.
you look at her, your
sleeping daughter and wonder
where your own mother is.