ROUGH DRAFT, OBVIOUSLY
I would like to be small. I want to fit inside
of a thimble. I want my guts to be accessible
with only slight pressure.
I would like to pass my time in some other way.
I would like to file away the parts of myself that
mimic my mother. I want them categorized,
so neatly organized until I am no reflection than
that of a moon: cloistered, motherless, alone.
I like this. My reading of it tunes into the symbolism of the mother in the moon. I'm not sure if that was intended or not, but I like!
ReplyDeleteIndeed, that is how I would have liked for you to read it. Thank you my dear!
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