Rivers Erode
Family is bonded by DNA but not bound by it.
You say we’re family
As if that should mean
Something to me,
But I recognize manipulation
Even when it’s hidden
In a sugar-coated apology.
We might be bonded
By the same
Rivers of iron
That circulate inside of us,
But we are NOT bound
By the DNA
That we have no control of.
It’s ironic to me…
This bloodline
And river analogy,
Because naturally
Rivers have a tendency
To erode their homes,
The same way
You have decomposed
The home I once held for you
In my bones.
And it’s ironic to me
That rivers naturally
Carve deep
And permanent trenches
Into their host…
That rivers naturally
Break away
From coexistence
To forge forks
Along the paths
Of least resistance.
So, you can preach to me
About the same rivers
We share internally,
But I will not be swayed…
I will take a page
From the rivers
That rage in nature,
Because they know
That it’s okay
To go your separate ways,
When it’s too hard to stay
In the same place.
About the Creator
Tessa Glasgow
35. Stay at home mom. Dark Poetess
IG: @deadofnightpoetry
My debut poetry collection, “Wildfire From Hell: Poetry and Prose,” is now available on Amazon.
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