Ode to Your Latent Child

My Child,

Drought runs deep in your veins

The Earth’s soil is bitter to you

Your mother’s sun scorches your stem

My Child,

I see you drowning

In the storms of anger

Your skin drained of blood

My Child,

I wish to cradle you tenderly

Rock you to sleep

And rest you on the moon

My Child,

Close your eyes

I’ll wake you when the winds die down

And shelter you from the flood

My Child,

Watch the stars

Hold my hand

And we’ll carry you home

My Child.

-Vanessa Ferronato

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