Young Writers Society

hades & persephone

Reciprocation
is the way we equalize
ourselves. Sometimes
it can be made into an excuse,
for we do not want to witness each other.

i'm thinking, now, that i could've stayed
back and never learned how to exist.

or, maybe, there's still scope for that. an earnest
bite of flared fishhook, two of those 45 degree mirrors
that let submarines see all the way up to the surface.

whatever you do,
don't imagine a white fenced-in yard
with a swing-set and bruised knees and lemonade.
whatever you do,
don't be shaped by the people
who brought you up.

imagine it with all sincerity in your inner monologue.
imagine: a frail row of toothpicks across the maw
and you are seven years old once more.

who knows? we are
barely subatomic in the scheme of things.