what
massacre
happens to my son
between
him
living within my skin.
drinking my cells.
my water.
my organs.
and
his soft psyche turning cruel.
does he not remember
he
is half woman.
-from
Salt. Nayirrah Waheed
Painting by Elly Smallwood
Poets Corner: From by Nayyirah Waheed
I can see the sadness in his eyes. I really like your picture! Scratch Geometry Dash