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Poetry

You

What the camera captures is
the pure joy on my face
as I watch you grow

-clothes discarded-
-will commanded-
-interests peaked-

You are:

all the best parts of me I haven’t seen in awhile
the celebration of survival
in hands made of all good things from ours to the ancestors

You are:

granted, not taken of it-the protection from all that loves you
toes half my own, stomping through a mud puddles, invisible rhythms,
we, fall into other worlds at your request

You are:
the river pushes the crevices of mama’s smile wider
fire in the hearts of all us before and after you

You are grace like:
lessons learned

Love like:
sharing what little is left

You are joy like:
laughing at a memory

eternal like everything before was leading us to you,
anything after won’t matter
even when we are done over
all that you touch will echo forever:

I LOVE YOU

-your socks-
-smiles-

the way you throw things like you mean it
how you say “night night” like your excited
like you already know
how good it is
to dream in the bleakness

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by cox.kaitlyn

Kaitlyn is a 24 year old death-obsessed, life enthusiast, and college student with a nagging compulsion to write.


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