I was evicted

from my mother’s womb

Despite my desperate plea

The world repelled me

Swim, they said

and threw me in the sea.

 

I could not swim

I was afraid

I felt like I was drowning

And I’ve been drowning ever since

The heart of willow child

keeps pounding.

 

I cried for mother

Cried and cried

I swallowed all my tears

Hush now, don’t cry

Be good, they said

I’ve been good all these years.

 

I still fill in

my sea within

The sea of all my tears

I still get born

from time to time

I still choke on my fears.

 

I am still hungry to be held

I’m still afraid of waters

I long for mother

Long for love

Yet preach love

to my daughters.

 

Sometimes I dare

go out at sea

Defy my death by drowning

I cast my fishing line

And pray

My hook will be disarming.

 

The fisherwoman lost her wit

As I lost faith in fishing

My compass worn

In sinking boats

My hook hung up

on wishing.

 

So I dive in for the willow child

The last chance for redemption

To fish her out

Teach her to swim

My final good intention.

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Relephant:

The Kitchen Sink Psychodramas. {Poem}

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Author: Irina Latis

EditorAshleigh Hitchcock

Photo: flickr