Lotus Poem by Bobbi Lurie

Lotus


a lotus grows in my throat
it is blue

i feel it blossom as
an old woman feeds me
sugar cookies
they are poison she says

her hands are etched
with cuts and scabs
her eyes are powder blue
they look through me like a lens

there is no such thing as a friend
in this world she says
people just appear

i see i am
alone

people are just mirrors she says

the lotus in my throat
grows towards my forehead