Yiddish, noun ;
mama,
you raised me up
like a delicate flower,
hoping I'd grow my own thorns,
but I didn't.
I'm sorry.
mama, with your spine
made out of steel,
I'm sorry I turned out to be
all kryptonite.
mama, I'm sorry
I couldn't save myself that time,
like you would have
if you were me.
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Chasing Imi
PoesíaThis is not a story. This is a chase. A chase for meaning. There is approximately 1,025,109.8 words in the English language. Some words have been taken for granted too many times, some are swallowed on daily basis, resting inside our bellies, and so...
