Mother with Words

Apr 16

There is soil where soil is not meant to prosper. Into a bite foster— A MOTHER WITH WORDS

you are not meant to say.

Say, when the storm leaves in its wake

Positive Connotation, disaster only turns into gratitude when we are forced into grace.

Do you think you MADE THE MOST OUT OF this childhood? When you were birthed off, disastrous. [positive connotation]

Say, do you remember the bus? That night

we rode into darker, and darker

Fostering a positive connotation between

legs touching.

THE BRUISED BOY, his eyes shifting in the light darker, and darker. I remember the fence, I jumped the fence, I remember the fence.

I jumped— that night.

Positive. Connotation, darker. The night grew under the sun’s secondhand light.

I remember the Givenchy blazer on the soil someone once pissed in. I remember, I’m positive. The Givenchy blazer on the soil someone once pissed in.

How I thought: This, here, connotation.

Right here, this is civilization.

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