Mother
I miss my mother like the first day of school
I miss my mother like a childhood friend
I miss my mother like struggling on a math test
I miss my mother like playing outside until the sun goes down
I miss my mother like a hurt baby rabbit
Escaping the tight jaws of the coyote
Wandering the woods aimlessly
Leaving a trail of metallic crimson behind me for the other coyotes to find
I miss my mother like a baby deer during hunting season
Walking carefully away from the scary men with guns
For I hope they’ll find me too frail and small to hurt
As I search for a metallic trail left behind by my mother
Hoping for a trace or sign of her love
I fear my mother like I fear prosecution
I fear I left my mother hurt and bleeding in the forest
I fear my mother like I fear god
For I fear that I won’t be granted forgiveness
For I fear if i were to stumble upon my mother lying in the leaves
God would make us battle for salvation
Our own blood and tears wash away the footprints of the hurt rabbit and fawn
Leaving behind nothing but mothers mourning for their babies
