Mother - Poem by Analou Gifford
From an adjacent room
I watched you hang your tired clothes,
A monogrammed sweater, your whitewashed jeans...
It isn't easy to migrate accross the world
And times were hard.
You noticed me watching then,
In a visceral imploding glance
You breathed my whole world in with your smile
Contracting the universe into a massless void
And time, naked and defeated,
Hung between our glances
Still as dawn
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